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Untitled-2007

Waiting
...wasps in my stomach
sting at the core
the pain is easy to bear
knowledge is the killer
over-rated introspection
more like a dissection
exposing each unshed 
tear
I hear me wincing

Truly
the mind is a wicked friend
the heart a beloved enemy
Deception
a gallant companion
as make-believe is reality

Pity
I'm yet to savour
my lover's touch
I bleed
Shredding the protection
Betrayer!

Truly deception
the truth is an enemy
I let you lead me
Eyes wide open...
"Where to next?"

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