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May 2015
You.
You lay there.
You act as if everything is as it should be,
"..should be.."
Why can't I walk away from this stage? ..from this performance? ..from us?
Must the show go on?
Her heart's crying out for me to end this charade.. but we stopped following the script a long time ago,
Yet here we are,
Naked,
Nothing to hide ..only our sins,
No clothes on either of us with a closet full of skeletons,
I traded my soul for pleasure ..my ship for treasure ..her best for better,
Or what I thought was,
I indulged further than I should have,
You became a pest,
We gave no F's & now without them she's left with our lies,
There's only so much pain one can deal,
The more I think-I feel,
The urge to reveal the truth we struggle to conceal,
While juggling discretion & desires,
This game isn't easy for me.. then again I played along,
Don't make me have to choose,
To lose,
Our slice of heaven was delectable ..detectable,
"All good things must come to an end"
So blue. So true.
One plus one can’t equal three,
Subtract you ..divide me
-Isaac.Tanielu
Isaac Jenaro Tanielu
Written by
Isaac Jenaro Tanielu  Auckland, New Zealand
(Auckland, New Zealand)   
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