untruthful
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Speechless, words do not flow about how I feel
Lost like ashes in the wind nothing I see appeals
Heart ripped, battered and sore with the sledgehammer
I trusted you once, twice, but not again with your disruptive manners
My eyes are sore
I imagine the red rims
where all the thoughts swim
and melt into a dream right before me
And ignore me, the very part that i've buried
with the ribbons and the bows and the fury
