He said that he loved her
He swore that he cared.
May be he did
Or may be he lied
Thinking all in love is fair,
she let her inhibitions down -
like the unbridled hair
cascading down her gown.
Now that she is pregnant
and he is gone for ever -
Do her naivety we flaunt
or comfort her in despair?
Inside her she hears a voice -
Forced she is to make a choice.
Helpless she feels, she is sad!
Cheated she is, she feels mad!
In name of love, when lovers cheat
Remorse all around in love's defeat.
Straddled with product of love or lust
who now on earth can she trust?
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