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The Other Woman
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The Other Woman |
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since 2009-07-26
Posts 42AZ, USA |
THE OTHER WOMAN She claimed to be a friend She claimed to be a lover as well She had her own life Her own kids Why to him did she tell All her secrets and all her fears Did he really care Did he really want to hear What was in her heart The things she really felt We had our own life Our own fears to fear So why take hers Why be there for them Why couldn't you just forget Her name and her scent Was she really that much better Did you even repent I tried to make you love me I tried to make you see All I asked for was a life That only you could give to me But instead you chose her And to this day you live As her one and true love I told myself Someday I would know I would understand When I look at my mother To see the hurt in her eyes Nothing could make me see Or understand the pain she still cries All I ever wanted Was a life for us three To be held by you And you by me Never again can we be the same Since the day you left Do you even think What a shame Probably not Probably never That is the price I pay Forever and today I make this vow To be not like you And love us three Until the day I die For now I accept the fact That the other woman is I I walk in the clouds, I sing in the dust |
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