Confessional

Are you proud?
Do you embrace your guilt?
I bet that makes you feel better,
To mourn the loss you created.
Do you know what won’t leave my mind?
The memory of us lying in the dark, entangled.
Your eyes find mine, and it's all over for me.
I've allowed you to puncture my soul,
But I'd rather die than give you a piece of it.

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We all hurt sometimes. We all bleed a little when the moment comes. A moment of truth – the moment that leaves you breathless with its honesty. Your world might crumble, but in the end it rights itself. The pain you feel when the truth is revealed only lasts as long as it takes for the next lie to present itself to you.

A perfect love
Is perfect lies.