when I chose her as my wife
a best friend and a lover
makes such a happy life
But now I feel exhausted
as I try to make her see
That my love is never ending
and I'll always try to be
The one she can depend on
to confide in or to trust
But I feel she doesn't see it
and my love is only dust
Blowing all around her
But appreciated not
She brushes it off so quickly
and it's the only love I've got
The dust it soon will settle
and lie all around the floor
as she unknowingly walks upon it
and sweeps it out the door
So free to fly
But missing her
this girl I called my wife
I was once so solid but turned to dust and with the wind
I left her life
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