Fingers Laced In Doubt (2003)
Her tummy swelled and went back in.
She dreamt of making children with him.
She dreamt, she'd dream, in white and lace,
of making their home a family place.
He never knew, she'd ever cared,
of who he was or what he'd heard.
He only knew he had his place,
and every morning it's 'her' he'd face.
Lost in love and what had been,
They'd never talk, they'd only scheme,
of what they should, of what they'd not,
of who had more, not what they'd got.
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