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He left with the early train
He left in the rain
He had left only a letter
He didn't bother to wake her

As she slept like peace, a glow on her face
Bathed in the memories of the pleasure;
the pleasures of the night, memories she can't erase
For she wanted the night to last forever...

She woke up to find no one there
Just a paper, staring from the chair.
She rushed to read, her face colored with smiles
Then it all changed as she read the first eight lines:
"Sorry Stacey, but I had to leave,
Behind the glass I've kept our ring,
And a divorce note, please read it through,
She's expecting my child, this marriage can't continue..."

"Yes I've been seeing her, her name is Shyer,
Since you couldn't bear, I had to try her.
I need a child, you know that more,
Ten years and you could't bear, I'm moving on."

She dried the tears, but in vain she tried
Lost in the confusion of whether or not to cry
And last night?
Was all that a lie?

Within the next few weeks she had died
For she could no longer tell if she was alive
She waited to wake up from this dreadful dream
But each day the pain in her heart reminded her it was all real.

Still not a single word from him
Her hold onto life had grown thin...

Food irritated her
Her smiles had neglected her
She feared to sleep, she feared to stay awake
With swollen eyes and a convulsive head quake

She was alive, yet she had died
She was put to death by those eight lines...

Two more weeks and she sat dazed before the doctor
Lost in shock, as she read the test results.
"Congratulations Stacey; this time you scaled through,
You are pregnant, and more so, with twins...

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