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I stand back from my words
an unwitting observer detached
These are not part of my soul
Where you see sin I see wise
Where you see pain I see lies
Embellished with truths or
Hidden agendas icing on cake
What things you think I feel
What things you think mistakes
what of my keen exaggerations
And heartfelt lies?
Do you really care
for my painful disguise?
I look at these words numb
With cold eyes ashes of
What they once were.