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Life on lie, I couldn't even die.
Is she yours… or mine?
I do… do I comply?
Should I just die?
Why would you fight, when you're not mine?
Did I do right?
Do I get a chance to prove I’m right?
I didn’t commit the sins
It was indeed him.
The smile that lies on something that is a lie,
The evil in his eyes that made me cry.
Is she yours… or mine?
I do… do I comply?
Should I just die?
Why would you fight, when you're not mine?
Did I do right?
Do I get a chance to prove I’m right?
I didn’t commit the sins
It was indeed him.
The smile that lies on something that is a lie,
The evil in his eyes that made me cry.
Like “a fly on the wall,” it can also suggest someone who silently watches without being noticed, maybe even spying or creeping Poetic Note:
This poem captures the pain of betrayal and the storm of inner questions that follow. Through powerful contrasts—truth vs. lies, guilt vs. innocence, love vs. abandonment—it gives voice to a wounded heart seeking justice and clarity. The repetition of questions and the sharp final image of “evil in his eyes” leaves a lasting echo of sorrow, strength, and suppressed truth.
This poem captures the pain of betrayal and the storm of inner questions that follow. Through powerful contrasts—truth vs. lies, guilt vs. innocence, love vs. abandonment—it gives voice to a wounded heart seeking justice and clarity. The repetition of questions and the sharp final image of “evil in his eyes” leaves a lasting echo of sorrow, strength, and suppressed truth.
