Her presence is his guilt
he tries to cover her footsteps
but failed right there too
many times to hide it
I laugh at his folly
because I already guessed so
and my snooping provoked his truth
at my expense and against
his will to expose it
the love was gone long before
it was just me
she had already taken him up
into her pleasure and fondled with lust
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