As you see it begin to wrap up,
Nostalgia begins to apply to you,
Secrets that you've kept of what you are,
Seem old, not new,
When they were born, all else fell to the side,
Years drifted by, being a father and showing her the facade,
So much freedom now, but it can never come out,
You've become her love, her life...It will ruin,
Little did you ever know, the irony of being a man,
Living as 2, yet always showing them, the strongest hand,
Sacrifice for love? Not at all,
You did what you had to do, you stood tall...
It comes often now, memories of smiles in the mirror...
Like I said, I'll see you on the other side,
There will be no more of me, being taken from you,
Like that moment in time, I'll hold you from behind.
All our secrets will be ours to live,
I did what was needed to be done, I hope you can forgive,
But not a day went by, when I ever stopped loving you...
I'll wait here and pray, you still love me 2..
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Author:
Tayama (
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- Published: August 2nd, 2019 16:00
- Category: Unclassified
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