Lied to again;
it never fails to hurt.
Over and over
and over and over.
You'd think that I'd learn;
but I always keep hoping.
Though each lie feels
like the first one again.
It isn't that their such big lies;
because their not, not big at all.
I think that's what makes me the sickest;
why hurt someone over something so small?
I think you think they give you power.
Your way of winning; though what I don't know.
I know that it only makes me tired and so weary;
living with someone yet living alone.
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