Kitty Spew
Sifting through your lies just to find
the truth is like looking for a penny
In the bottom of the wishing well.
You use the past to justify what the rug of
lies won’t cover up.
Force feeding your deceptions, breaking the
seal of trust, yet you continue on undaunted.
I try to hold to you, but it’s only the shadowy
image of Hope.
The only thing that lingers in my mind is your
betrayal (feeding my hatred), but my heart and
Soul desire: your touch and hunger for your passion.
It’s a fatal disease that kills slowly but surely.
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