Why were your lips so dry?
Were they chapped from your constant outpour of lies?
What's it like to hear you speak the truth?
Do I have to take you to dinner and sit in a comfy booth?
All of that just to hear you say something true;
But you just wanted to talk about something different and new.
All I wanted to do was change the subject,
But only on your constant lies I could've reflected.
I wanted to trust you,
But I didn't think I should.
I had this gut feeling pulling me a way from you.
Was there anything true about you I even knew?
Was such and such even your real name?
I guess I'm once again the bad guy to blame.
After that "conversation" with you,
I looked in the mirror and my whole face was blue.
That's when I knew,
I was to anxious to even breathe around you.
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REMEDIES 2: FURY
PoetryIn this sequel to remedies, after the personal endeavors encountered by the main character, we tag along for his next obstacle. This 10 foot wall that he has to hop over, just so happens to be another battle within himself. The twist however, is th...
