Poem by Wendye Savage
My friends often smiled with me
Nothing wrong as far as I could see:
A cut so deep into my soul
Why was I the last to know
That love was just a fantasy
Seems I’m a fool in make believe:
Awakening finds her in your eyes
With you whispering words, I wish were lies:
Nothing wrong as far as I could see
You let me live in fantasy:
A cut so deep into my soul
Why was I the last to know.
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