My heart is dry,
But won’t cry,
The harder I try,
I feel it’s a lie.
A promise we made,
Of love we bred,
Now you’re fed,
Affection has fade.
My hand in yours,
We strolled for hours,
In a heaven of ours,
in sweet and sour.
Against me you turn,
With thoughts of no return,
The more I run,
For you I learn.
East in west,
My love a waste,
You my best,
Come in haste.
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