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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required Now this is betrayal at the highest, I’ll explain the situation without sounding bias. We've…., looked at each other for as long as I can remember, Seen each other's nakedness, even commenting on our, member. Spoken words of encouragement from January to December, Brainstormed and comforting each other, through all emotional weather There’s nothing we’ve done without making our day, Even when things weren’t going our way We’ve done things in secret, sexually which was insane And looked without feeling dirty to only do it again and again Everything was perfect, so clear and so plain Then, the lies, deceit, so subtle I didn’t know it at first The untruths told, twisted, unthinkably perverse Just before I got married, he said “Sid you got this,” “She’s the one, marry her, you felt it from that first kiss “This isn’t pretend, its love, happiness, it’s bliss. Ten years after all he told me was a lie, She’s been a pain up the ass and for what reason I still don’t know why A nag, a horror she’s going to kill me, I’m suffocating I’m going to die. So, I cancelled that contract and said goodbye Yet still he lies “Sid you got this,” “You better alone, she’s nothing to miss.” Lie after lie, after lie, after lie. His empty reassurances sound hopeless and dry, Loneliness a comfort-less friend when I cry. I tired of him, seeing him, listening to him, My good young friend with hair and so slim Is now a bald old lying dick that cry out for the gym His now enthusiastic, energetic, filled with promise pep talks, Just make me either, play games on the computer, watch TV or go for long walks So, I decided to get rid of him and risk 7 years bad luck Than to see that lying, toothless, sad fat Yuck Yes, it's murder but he had it coming, and it was my choice Now how do I get out of my head that idiots voice.
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