It's happened before.
It feels dirty and mucky
And it hurts, it hurts so bad,
It makes me a tad sad
And gloomy to hear
Him laugh and regale all.
Boisterous. Lovely. Sweet.
I think at once you let go,
You set him free to live
As his heart desires.
Unencumbered. Solid. True.
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