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A Broken Promise
You told me you’d never leave me,
You told me you’d never go away.
But he stole your heart didn’t he,
When you met him again in May.
Till death do us apart,
Was the promise that you made.
With those words I gave you my heart,
And I thought this promise would never fade.
I always had my suspicions,
All those times you left in a hurry.
These ‘visits’ were like secret missions,
You said nothing but, “I’ll be at Sherry’s.”
I tried to convince myself, I did,
That they all weren’t just excuses.
All of the suspicions I had, I hid,