Dear Mr.Pretender
Dear Mr. Pretender,
I'm sorry, but I couldn't hear you clearly.
Your lips were moving, but your words were dreary.
I asked you once, where have you been?
I had doubt in your answer, but I didn't ask again.
Did you expect me to believe you were with your guys?
Ha, I dare must say, that lipstick on your cheek did match your tie.
You played me like a fool; how could I not notice?
I've been busy watching our two kids; I guess I lost focus.
The silence between us is clear, your chance to come clean.
Remember the times we had? We were a great team...
I'm sorry for the smudges, I must've spilt some water.
Write back soon, unless you don't care about losing me and your daughters.
Sincerely,
Ashes From Beauty
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