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Scythian

It happened
Hurt I was
but Virginal in trust
Prayed to God
Redemption would show up
Warm the hearts
of those who thought it
wrong of us

A stained glass-windowed
Not Yours church
A rainy cold day
What was worse
At our wedding reception
You declared your intent
Treasonous as you Humiliated

Now years gone by
I ache inside
Wondering if I ever had
the power to change
Anorexic I was
So was my Love
Would it have made a difference
That day

Scythian gold
The mask you wore
I wanted more
The soul that stole
Life away

c2013 GC Cameron
With Love & Regret to Tom

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