by Slim

Hurt a constant gnawing at my soul,
how could the one who loves me hurt me so,
She promised to be my lover,
my wife,
with me there to the end,
With my own sister she betrayed me with a kiss,
Now I sit here blank,
Praying for this to be over,
for us to go back to the way it was,
Asking myself
Was my love not enough?
What did I do so wrong?
I thought you loved me so,
Empty was the kiss you say,
Our love will go on,
I have no answers for you,
for I know not what I will do,
Oh baby why I wish I knew,
I love you

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