It's a cruel memory to look back
on who we were,
cause my past is a poison and
I'll never find a cure...
I paint you as the perfect lie
with too many secrets
seeping through your teeth.
You smile, discarding your truths,
cast aside like the clothes you carefully
wore like envy.
You smiled at me,
letting the wind consume us.
You said,
"Life is not for everyone.
We have failed."
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