leaving her with only a rose.
He was her reason for life.
She was his trusted wife.
God took him out of the game.
Now she is just not the same.
Her soul cries for love.
She sees only a dove.
He was her reason for life.
No more the trusted wife.
She spends her days alone.
Her nights waiting by the phone.
Her heart cries ring !
But she hears not one ding...
He was her reason for life.
Now she's no one's wife.
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