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Still Hope

She makes him suffer, yet pretend to care.
Its' not like am judging her,
But she doesn't deserve such a stunner.

We all know too well, she plays the good girl.
And for her she fell,
The poor thing believing it all.

Now the truth he knows,
To accept it he tries,
But still fails to realize,
She won't stop the lies.

He tolerates all the humiliation,
Avoiding petty confrontation,
Waiting and hoping in confusion,
Maybe her demons will slow their motion.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2017

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