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Wind in her face

her hair blew wildly in the wind
the tiny cars seemed like ants
how could this have happened?
too bad no one can hear my rants

he promised to be faithful
right from that very rainy day
he first gave me an eyeful
I remember very well, it was a Thursday

I didn't mind that he was married
or that he had two beautiful kids
I was intrigued by the way he carried
himself.

thus began the affair, hot and steamy
I have never been so so happy
this dark handsome man so dreamy
O how I loved him!

after three long months he finally left her
I thought this was now it! damn!
after fifteen years for him it was over
we will now be together! DAMN!

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tears down her cheeks, her eyes were red,
we met a week after, to have something to eat
and she was broken, inside; she, she just bled
"as you make your bed, you shall sleep in it!"
and she turned, and like that she fled!

she had lost, HE LOVED ME! I had won,
I was the one he wanted, this was love,
i didn't care that she was on a mourn,
I saw only the good life I was about to have.

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grandeur! elegant! as was said by the press!
yes yes, that was our June wedding
o God, you should have seen the the dress!
the start of my; sorry 'our' new life.

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he had been to Greece, some island called Crete
which was where he met her. its been a year now,
after two years of marriage, he isn't even discrete
about his torrid affair, DAMN!

Then came our first child, just what I wanted.
that very day he declared that he was leaving
I could not believe it, I think I fainted.
I came back to my senses, but I didnt want to go on living

"as you make your bed, you shall sleep in it!"
the words echoed in my head, a fool I have been
Left while in hospital, was too much to bear!
I should surely have tried to be more keen ...

what goes round, comes round! always!
I am now here staring at those tiny ants
as they get bigger, wind in my face
this night, I atone of my actions
like her, my heart's pieces before me
tightly in my arms I held the baby
and at last the peace came,
but with a broken body.
I knew, this was it. The darkness came ... just like that.

The last thing I felt was the WIND ON MY FACE!

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