6: Your last lie

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Your last lie

I believe you, of course I do,
You leave no room for doubt.
If there was ever something to suspect, you made it look like it'd be me.

You knew just how to work me like a wooden doll being controlled by strings,
A compliment and some reassurance and you knew it worked each time,
How silly I was.
How foolish of me.
Maybe I was too young,
Maybe you were too good.

You cared me for me,
Or was that part of the plan too,
I'm not sure when I switched, from being important to a useless accessory you would leave around.
Your brown eyes so sincere, I never needed to fear.
I believed you.
But now I question your tears, your shaky voice begging me to stay, pulling me back in.

Don't cry.
Please don't, it hurts...

But then suddenly I laughed.

Hahahaha!
I lied,
I caught your last and final lie.
And this time I won't shy,
To break free and leave.

Don't cry,
Please don't.
Because I don't care anymore...

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