the fake
I feel for you my dear,
I do.
He fooled us all.
When he took his vows as only words,
and broke all of our hearts.
And the son you bore him,
will never know married parents.
To beat him up would be too kind,
and I wish him lots of pain.
I know it was nothing you did,
you have the most gentle soul I've ever met.
We love you and are here for you,
that will never end.
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