Lies

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i can't recount the days,
the constant face to face
lies you told.

you said the were little white lies,
nothing harmful,
yet they cut deep through flesh.

i believed you till now,
permanently staining my
trust in you.

you snuck behind my back,
nothing serious,
yet it pulled my heart from my chest.

i remember the times,
coming home to emptiness
in the dark.

you kept at it when i knew,
nothing worrying,
yet that is when i stopped sleeping.

i wish i could forget,
you and those days,
hurt beyond repair.

your white lies haunted me,
nothing detrimental,
yet i was never the same again.

-s.p.

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Hey guys! Long time no post. I've been busy and uninspired recently, but hoping to make it up to you soon with some more content.
This poem will be the last one in this poetry book. Expect a new poetry book to be posted soon.

Much love,
Scarlett

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