Can You Tell?
It was Sunday
A gloomy morning
An unexpected call
The real truth
Three quiet hearts
It held answers
Shocked and furious
It was silence
Intense and throbbing
Hard to believe
It was true
She couldn't think
Yes, the reality
Not a dream
He was treacherous
Zero six two
One two six
What comes next?
When was that?
How will it end?
She was scarred...
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