A liar.
A word known to me so well. From my past- and my past at that.
Truth.
A word that I have come to terms with and verbalized.
Lies made real- and accepted.
Forgiveness.
A word I find hard to come by. Not an angel myself, but a lost and wandering soul.
Poetry- Where I find refuge.
This.
A sacred space.
Once shared- now public.
Insulted. A word that you make me feel.
Society- The norm. What you are...
A Liar.
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