These principles
Pretending to be pillars
But I
Am my own betrayer
Here I stand
Eyes cold and determined
Yet these hands
Caresses our memories
These lips
Hissed lies and hatred
But my heart
Beats to the sound of yours
A firm stance
Showcasing strength
But my legs
Are ready to run back
This hollowness
Is all I could fabricate
To show
I am doing just fine
A man
Pretending to be spiteful
But a soul
That never stopped loving
Apr 3
Apr 3, 2026 at 9:57 AM UTC
These principles
Pretending to be pillars
But I
Am my own betrayer
Here I stand
Eyes cold and determined
Yet these hands
Caresses our memories
These lips
Hissed lies and hatred
But my heart
Beats to the sound of yours
A firm stance
Showcasing strength
But my legs
Are ready to run back
This hollowness
Is all I could fabricate
To show
I am doing just fine
A man
Pretending to be spiteful
But a soul
That never stopped loving
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