A lie
The lie
In many years I still grew fonder
of you, and everything you did.
But nowadays I start to ponder
over that awful thing you hid.
Since we divorced you’re living yonder,
you left with on your face that look.
I’d rather know the worst than wonder:
Why did you lie that you could cook?
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Gevene
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09-09-2015