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Feb 2012
You asked me a question,
I kept silent for seconds,
Thinking what to answer,
My ears rang again.

My heart beat faster,
You asked this question before,
And my answer was a lie,
Yes, I lied.

Your voice, it's calm but cold,
Wishing to hear the truth that's untold.

My tears, they're about to burst,
When you made me feel like
you wanna be quenched from thirst,
Thirst from the truth and of the reasons untold,
With this you told me you'll be consoled.

I lie,
I lied
and still I have to lie.
For I know, the truth will have your heart die.
But the thing is I don't remember
What I answered you the last time.

If I'll keep silent for a very long time,
I know you'll be wondering why.
But, if I'll speak, what if
I'll tell you stuffs that won't coincide
To the the reasons I told you
from the last time?

I was almost dead,
I'm dead and
I will be dead,
If truth would be uttered out of my mouth,
'cause I know you can't bare what you'll hear,
And would decide to leave me just as I fear.



I spoke, and again, I lied.
CG Abenis
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