Past Tense  - by Preacher John - 5/4/00

The love I felt for you
When I thought that you
Were who you thought you were
That was something to behold
But the truth will out
and you betrayed yourself

I know I'm over you and I'm beyond regret
That I've left recrimination
and that endless anxious turning of the mind
- behind

An' I know I won't beat myself up no more
Or miss you, or your voice,
or your scent, or your touch
Not now
Because now you are not you
Now you are "Her"
You are "She"
You are gone from me

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