Disloyal

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Unwanted "love"... Sent NOT from above. My soul craves it not... Once on its lap I did rot. Now I can see its face... Before I see disgrace... For as long as the illusion vies... 
Words of love SO endearing... When the act itself's involved. Words of love in the act itself's absence... (And eyes tearing) have all but dissolved. There are words of love that can never be absolved...
We live in a world today with every which way to communicate, yet you can't relay a simple hey, which utterly just makes you fake. Why even try?
I used to care too much, now I do not care at all, I have been up with my "friends", but they all watched me fall. My trust was so giving, I thought I was content,
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