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Gone

I am always thinking, always wondering,
Always hoping you are true.
You almost have me half believing,
Then you prove false yet again.
You always ask what’s on my mind,
But I will not tell you, because you haven’t earned it.
Actions speak louder than words,
And your actions are screaming:
Lies,Lies.
And your words are screaming:
Lies,Lies.
False, deceit.
Acid, poison.
Your words and your actions just don’t match up.
So, if you really are true -
Show me.
Show me.
Show me.
Please don’t just tell me.
And don’t you lead me on.
I have nothing invested-
Why should I?
I have nothing to lose-
No, but you do.
So, choose your path wisely.
Who are you willing to lose?
Who are you willing to lose?
Who are you willing to lose?
Tell me.
Tell yourself, dear.
I’m on the fence.
It’s not my choice.
It’s all on you.
Don’t wait too long cuz I’m about to walk away.
Walk away.
Walking away.
Far away.
.
.
.
Walked away.

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