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A Sip of September

A SIP OF SEPTEMBER

we met in mid-September

at least i remember

there was me drinking wine 

and you looking fine



rain didn't dampen the magic i felt that night

as you recounted your life that was mostly a lie

i'm sure some of it was true

but I never could be sure with you

 

i shed tears for a woman i didn't  even know

and suspected was lying but i just couldn't go

i had to sit in silence as she spoke of sorrow

as I yearned that there would be no tomorrow



if it stayed that night and the moon never bid us adiu

then i might have had time to decipher why you do what you do

you laughed when you saw i use a pound of sugar a my coffee cup

and then came the greatest lie you ever made up



i was angry because you broke a date as i was ready to leave

you said, under the guise of a brother-in-law, another story you'd weave

oh, i'm sorry to say she killed herself last night and wanted to give something back to me

it was a book of breathtaking art and about rhythm, lyrics and harmony



and for half a year i'd stand waiting in the snow

and cry like a baby when she had to go

but that's because i knew all she did was lie

yet and still i never wanted to say "goodbye"



and when i thought you could invent no greater scheme than suicide

you said you were carrying my baby inside

a lie i knew wasn't true and was never meant to be

oh now, my dear lady, do you remember me?

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