I was not et al faithless,
But i couldn't act trustworthy,
I got punished for
The mistake I could not commit
How lonely were the paths I,
till now have been treading,
On separation from you,
O disloyale, I kept burning,
in sorrow of desire for you.
whatever you saw and heard,
was true, But who knew what was true,
Whether I betrayed you,
or so was your perception,
for love between us,
You could not decide,
between truth and lies.
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