The Cruel Tension Two rooms apart Yet no severance to quell This cruel tension of which we befell As the silence runs deep No calm between us will seep I go now off to sleep While you stay in the same dark for pain and weep Sharp on the edge my dreams do tell Fleeting of hearts as pride will swell Peace is all but fleeting The cruel tension soon will fade With touch and vigor where warmth is made Down clash the barrier once to pride In refreshment of love in which we now hide

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