I see her, Across the room. Never to touch, Or to kiss. He has her in his arms, And I will never have her, Cause of him. I feel like a tiger, caged. A tiger separated from its mate. But with the tiger, you could see her again. As me though I can't, And I won't. She is his and never to be mine. I should give up at this point, Cause I won't ever have her. I must get use, To this horrible feeling. This is torture for me, And the tiger...
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