My Love’s Lover
When I worked I had the worst mistress anyone could ever had, I married the job. I was relentless and she was unforgiving of any slips. I was day night and day and spent very little time away from her. There was no recreation and when I thought I was losing interest, she always had a way of making me feel like I was needed and couldn’t go. I could not break away from the hold but now I have.
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My Love’s Lover
May be if her lover had a name Yuri, Fabian or Tony it wouldn’t be the same
Love keeps running back for more One more day, another month for encore Vivacious she is and they all will try Earning her loyalty and soon my Significance will dwindle like a fading light
Life once brilliant and successful might One day become a flickering flame Victor, Michael, Stefan if only her lover had a name Everything would be so different because then I would know Relationship was stumped by a man, not the job’s blow
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When in the forest the trees look the same, it is only when we come out of the forest that we realise what sort of trees we had surrounding us and how refreshing it can be. Your love may be on her way out of the forest as we speak, leaving the forest behind.
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