A door stood closed to me.
I knocked; no answer.
You gave me the key
Then forbid my entrance.

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I was dying of thirst
You poured me a glass
But forbid me to drink
    
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How can you act surprised, that I persisted?
How can you claim betrayal?
Why would you lead me on-
only to take away my hope?
What you are is cruel.