He's Mine
He reminded me of the beauty
How can I take his leave?
a married man
yet constant flirt
I can only stand idle
while he does all the work
and now
he expects no memories
a snap of his fingers
and I'm gone
wanting him to remember me
Is it so wrong?
when it is I, who
should be remembering you
instead.
1989
How can I take his leave?
a married man
yet constant flirt
I can only stand idle
while he does all the work
and now
he expects no memories
a snap of his fingers
and I'm gone
wanting him to remember me
Is it so wrong?
when it is I, who
should be remembering you
instead.
1989
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