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Your Great Charade

And so I suffered from a pain
That stemmed from deep within my brain
Not only for the love that was lost
But also for our friendship which it cost

And I may never understand
How love and hate both share command
Of feelings that I thought had died
When you told me truths about which you lied

Too high a price for love was paid
When you performed your great charade
With eyes wide open I was blind
My back was turned as you slithered behind

And now at last the truth is out
Your conscience cries consumed in doubt
Could you hear your promises fade
Each time you lied in the bed that you made?


09/04/1983
Written by Poetryman
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