Sometimes I just need to share things I write down in my notebook. This is one of those times. Thanks.
Lies hurt
not so much
as truth
revealing in me
antipathy
toward those who
would be trusted
but cannot
because they
withhold love
without which
life slowly
decomposes
into shadows
with no room
for hiding
only to be seen
naked and
alone
Ah, the notebook. A way of life.
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