She alleges, I am a pretender of
Sainthood and divinity
She calls me a hypocrite.
These are her pretension
To express her love
But I am sure she loves me.
This is her style to express love
I tell you all
I am just an ordinary person
With ordinary vices and sins.
I assure you all
I am not a pretender, or
An imposter.
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