Betrayed By Love
‘‘Twas Saturday
Everywhere was filled with haze
She found a brocade
In the name of her slave
Provoked
Embittered
She rushes to his chambers
Tying a bandana
She spoke in anger
Why? Mr Damian
Would you awaken a tiger
Under such a hazy weather
He rose in anger
Arms stretched like a pointer
Rejoice, Oh! defaulter
For luck hath saved thou!
Shocked
Reluctant
Oh No! She cried out!
Indeed you are a stranger
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