Lies,
Abounding, Confounding,
Entrenched in words-
So sweet.
The Truth?
Deeper still,
than the pain,
we feel.
We feel?
What is we?
Her and I?
You and me?
But when we,
Turns to me,
or to you,
or to her,
Does the Word
still ring true?
Or was the Truth,
Nothing but a dream?
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