I see my mistake
As you refuse to see yours.
Yes I still love him
I can't deny this to you
If I were to stumble
To a peace
That no other could replace
I would be you
And be a creation of your
Own lies.

I questioned
Several weeks before
I stumbled across a picture
Scattered along the floor.

It could've been scarred
But, I paid no particular
Or vague attention
To what she belied
Along her artsy ways.

I want to spill my heart
So that you could spill yours
As well
To conclude my jealousy
And end this tryst
In bitter animosity.

Tell me the truth
Or let me go.
I beg and plead
For truth
Although it shall never
Be recieved.
 
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