close your eyes but you still see distorted images-- why must you refuse the truth i speak? put your faith in lies, deny yourself the love-- kill me with each whispered word: no no no you don't, kelley-- but why do you trust yourself after the confession you made? the disbelief has ripped at Us and i think that you don't care. tell me: it's not love if you don't show it, kelley but your apathy is arsenic and the lines along my lips deepen every day. do you refuse the love i give or is the truth you see denying its existence?
Reason for writing:
She won't believe me.
Birth sign: Libra
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