Opened his mouth and looked in her eyes
Sparkling with tears, hate, and goodbyes.
He looked at her, shock and alarm crossing him
He shook her, ‘You can’t make me love him’
She cried at him, but he failed to listen
Once again, her eyes did to glisten.
He dropped her down and let her fall
Couldn’t care, and then HE called
‘Is Angela there’ he protested in mourn.
‘I’m sorry I can’t tell because of an oath I’ve sworn.
I cannot tell lies therefore I cannot help you
So hang up the phone and see for you
Are you only one in this blessed earth who
Can still tell the truth.
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