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Love Is Not

You were never anything
except a sore on my tongue
that annoys and persists
until you have to make
yourself love it.

You were never my lover-
only my rapist-
and like all good vitims, 
I endured the perpertual
silence of shame.

You will never live up to your lies
and you will never be what
you would have them believe
you already are

You hated me for seeing you
and you tried to expose me
but there were no secrets there…

I really was as cold and hate filled as I seemed.

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