prosecisely
Thursday, April 19, 2012
close.
i can feel your lies
like tiny pin pricks
caused, from, your eyes.
you think you have deceived me
you think i do not know
but, every lie you tell
it shows.
and i watch each wall
built
to keep the space
of your disgrace
as you hold
your self
close.
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