Jealousy, an act of a weak lover
Crowded by fear of the unknown
Here it comes, a loss unforeseen
From the start, it was never mine
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Three-Eight-Twenty five
A day marked in the stars, a stream of time
Cracks formed, foundations shaken deep
A spark in the heart, soul's desires awake
...
You promised me exclusivity, a love confined
But now your heart finds comfort in another's design
You said I'd be enough, but apparently, I'm not
Another's touch ignites what mine could not
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