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Words of anger

Cold fake tears is all you have ever shed
while you burst out lies to them,
yet they are to naive to understand
just how cold blooded you can be.
It is not about forgiving
but about forgetting
and even as i loose my most precious,
forgetting will not be an option.
Lonesome and dark my days might turn,
even so,
never will i look back at you,
as you have already spoken your fake words,
words i had believe to be your true self,
words that had turned me to whom i am today.
Wish to bid farewell to my fake inspiration.

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