We loved, we married; I was true.
I thought my life’s whole world was you.
And then you threw my love away
For my sly brother on that day.

That day when I was crossed for “fling”;
That day you shouted, “Oh, get real!”
And I went off a shattered thing;
Integrity not your ideal.

I blamed myself for being blind;
I doubted, fought with, my young mind.
My innocence seemed not so strong;
But knew deep down I did no wrong.

Then tragic loosed its hold on me,
And I now see past hollow years.
My one mistake will not keep me
From seeking love more strong than tears.

I’ll not be victim of my past,
But stand a victor at the last.

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