Cruelity.

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// How cruel it is-he wanted me to believe he died,
And for all the days I waited in anticipation
For him to arrive-us to unite,
Wasted my time as he ever lives,
While the grave skies shadow over my grave.

How cruel it is-to make a dead lady wait. //

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