The Musicians

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He spoke words of anger
Yet sang, “I love you”.

She sang, “I’ll love you forever.”
And wished it were true.

He stood at his microphone
Singing of the joys of being by her side

She stood at her microphone
Singing of the joys of being his bride.

Yet they stood several feet apart.
And the years were thick in between.

Years of hurt.
Years of pain.
Years all lost.
With no way to change.

He sang, “I love you.”
Into his microphone.

She sang, “You’re my love.”
Into her microphone.

And they stood several feet apart.

He didn’t look at her.
And she kept her gaze demure and shy.
While they sang, “I love you.”
And dreamed of the years gone by.

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