"Victims of Society"
You’re a woman,
A beautiful woman,
And I love you.
For so many years,
I didn’t see you;
Didn’t even know you were there.
I don’t know how I got that way…
Just the DNA, they say.
That makes us all
Victims of society.
But if you let me, I want to be friends.
I want to respect you and get to know you
Just so I can love you, not to control you.
Thanks for waiting, dear lady-in-waiting.
I know it’s been far too long. But now that
We’ve finally written it, together we’ll sing our song!
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