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Solitary...
Mixed-up with so many bad things

Idealistic...
Fighting for that which was wrong

Unwillingly willing
To be a pawn in this devil's game

Unknowingly knowing
That it was I that was to blame

Then you came
Into my life

Cut into the illusion
Like a truth-edged knife

Glad was I
That I was free

The "I" I knew
Now became "We"

We had a bliss-filled love
With risks and secrets to share

Always ready
Knowing there's someone there

This union
So great and amazingly true

Soon blossomed
Plus one between me and you

Now we were a family
full of God-given dreams

What I thought was forever
Was truly shorter than what it seems

Amidst the ideals
Of us - the joyful three

Came a few other bastards
That cut between you, I and she

Lost once again
Solitary in heart and mind

No longer idealistic
Cursed by a fate so unkind

Back to "I"
But now bitter and unhopeful

Forgotten myself
Sad, hurt and shameful

Back to One
Despite the rain of loving

A familiar stranger
Perpetually grieving