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Mar 2015
Words mean nothing
Nothing at all
If your word is going to be like a glass after it falls.

Broken
Empty
Only spoken

Truth versus illusion.
That seems to fit.
Where the illusion was that I was perfect with him
When the truth is that I couldn't stop the tears from leaving the brim.
Written by
Riya
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