In the eyes of the young,
Love is written so true
As time and experience scourned,
Love becomes a virtue
Fate testing time,
And time testing fate
Till only the strongest love create
Love grows stronger,
As you become unknown,
As our dream comes true,
Becomes an unhappy home
In this bed I lay now, as I did then
Distant from you,
Far from what was meant to be
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