Why

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You gave me suffering
My smile you took.
Took a glimpse of your face,
And, happy you look.

You told me to wait,
And patience I had.
You slowly and swiftly got away,
And left sorrow in my hand.

You made me think,
I was your queen.
But you were the worst monster,
I had ever seen.

Nobody told me this.
But, I saw it from my own eyes,
Your selfishness and greed
That you wanted to disguise.

When I asked you this question
you just told me a lie,
It is the last time we face each other,
So just tell me, why.

I want you to see this poem
The way I put it down,
It is enough for me to play the weak
Now it's your turn to drown.

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