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The Woes Of Needy Lovers
A threshold's always looming
That shifting balance of power
What starts off in life as love
Brings me to bend and cower
Its the woes of needy lovers
A world of yearning and pain
Wondering will she like me,
When shall I see her again?
I start off so firm and resolute
Dont repeat mistakes of old
This time it will be different
She'll do just as she is told
...Sunday 1st November 2020 11:26 am
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