It was lovely
How you held me
Feigned love
Cried for my affection
Attention and perfection
I tripped
Felt home and loved
Yet soon I heard
She said I was crazy
Seducing her husband
Calling me shameless a whore
Too coy to tempt you
Yet the truth we burry
Am the victim
And disgraced I am painted
Yet unscathed you survive
Perfect a liar my lover
©meisha
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