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Dishonest Truth

I remember the time,
when we were one,
being insane..
finding time against the trend,
Meet once before the day ends.

I remember sitting together,
in front of friends,
they hadnt a clue,
about me and you,
the building fable..
touching hands under the table.

I remember the lies,
I've said,ignoring conscience,
just to spend the day,
intoxicated by your charms,
entangled in your arms.

And now,surrounded by truth,
I feel let down by the honest state,
As you have left,
Still I wait,
To be insane,
waiting to lie again.

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