Pause.
I’m married. Yet alone.
So lonely. Not together.
No hugs. No kisses. Just a phone.
Miss you. Miss one another.
Pause.
Apart. Far away.
Cursed. Dreams on hold.
In limbo every day.
Torture. No hand to hold.
Pause.
Painful. Desperate at times.
Denied a shared life.
Treated like a thousand crimes.
Soul screaming. Cruel bastard strife.
PAUSE.
I’m married. Yet alone.
Pause.
I’m married.
Pause.
Yet alone.
Pause.
Alone.
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