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#5

The Fault

DrDiehart

Jan 12, 2025

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1 Min Read

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The voices are so loud, and malicious,

I thought this pain would be delicious.

I can lie and say that I mean what I said,

But the blood is flowing in my stead.

I’ll carve this smile into my face over and over,

Because I always played the role of pushover.

I smiled, and offered a hand to those around me,

But they turned their backs to laugh at what they see.

I tried to embrace everything I could not control,

All because I knew nothing so,

They said it’s better than to have lost,

But this weak heart of mine, was the cost.

Left alone, abandoned, lied to, and taken for granted,

So never forget you are the ones who made this gravestone and left it planted.144Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡmwC0gKee7C

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#1 A Callous Home

#2 An Ending Cycle