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Sep 2011
It started with one call
A silly girl’s prank
I shouldn’t have agreed
I have my decency.

You were fooled by my friend
Gave you a false name
She laughed with you at ease
I listened with such tense.

Suddenly, she was gone
The phone was in my hand
I heard your warm voice
Reluctantly, I spoke.

You didn’t realize
Didn’t seem to notice
It had been a tease
Thus, began a tale of lies.

Some things to clarify;
I am a lady
I have my dignity
I think myself highly.

But to hear you- a treat
To know you more- a gift
What am I to do?
You know I love you.

For every deception
I’d given up my soul
For every sweet lies
I’d swallowed my pride.

Caught in my own game
A web of my own making
My conscience haunts me
The truth must be free.

Will you love me for being me?
(c) MMV Abad @ Sep 9, 2009
'Her love story - A young woman faces the consequences of her actions.'
MMV Abad
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