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Jun 2014
it was a lie

I thought I was done crying

finished with those endless cold and empty nights

I was ready to begin again  to take another chance

it was a  lie

the nights are cold and the sun is cruel

and I will never again trust my heart     the master betrayer

there is no beginning again    only carefully hoarded pain

it was a  lie

I will never take another chance       ask me better to take a dagger and gut myself

it was a lie

I was never finished crying

the soft weeping in the shower or the body shaking sobs that send me crashing to my knees

It was all a lie ...   I have learned to lie ... very well… without you


Doyenne Solace Arcanna ShadoeWalker
Solitaire Archer
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Solitaire Archer  Toronto
(Toronto)   
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   Hilda
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