-Linda Lee Lyberg

When I fell in love with you
I did not fully realize
How finite was your view
And effective your disguise

I thought you an honest man
I could love forever more
So little did I understand
The deceitful mask you wore

You took my clueless naive heart
Ripped it open and laid it bare
And then you tore our life apart
No feelings did you spare

At last I saw through to the real you
And there was only a sad broken man
A tortured soul who had no clue
Running from himself as fast as he can.
Linda Lee Lyberg

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