Deceitful

I have heard them

Ringing in my ears

Tiny tears

Begging for help

I have heard the way

She played

Words setting fire

Wires cuving inside

Roots tangling together

Her lies woven into a quilt

Like the truth

I have been given fire

Tasting the burn

Sorrow holding my throat

Squeezing my heart

Her words felt like glass

Broken shards 

Bleeding deep

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