To
My Jailor
You find it funny to entrap me in your labyrinth of verbal plays.
You feel ecstatic
when you think that I've finally broken down
and sold you my soul.
How do you feel now
that I've stopped doing the expected?
Where has your euphoria disappeared to
after I cut our ties?
/Love/
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The Truths of a Liar
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