Far too short it took you
when you started to be estranged from me,
when you found another lover
and we both found ourselves
where that which you did see in me
was only for monetary purposes,
daily you stopped laughing,
you were gone from me during the night
while you were charging on after happiness
and I dared my life for you
but still at times you loved me,
somewhere the end did begin
when our love suddenly did die
and I was astounded by all the pain.
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