I think of all the times
I knew...
that what you chose
to tell me
wasn't true...
I couldn't face
that my heart was
compromised...
Better to know the Truth
that breaks us apart
than the lies that bond us...
I think of all the times
I knew...
that emptiness
that I'd been screwed...
How hard it was
to watch the smile
that plastered your face
with untold grace
I think of the time
I shut the door
and walked away
I knew this scorn
would resemble
my everyday...
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