Words,
you use them as a weapon,
you twist and you turn them,
making them something,
they shouldn’t be,
hiding behind them,
so others can’t see,
you’re ripping us off,
you’re deceiving me,
and then it all comes out,
the truth is finally told,
you cry and you moan,
you promise and beg,
you swear that was the last time,
you swear it will never happen again,
but it take only moments,
before you’re doing it again,
repeating the same mistakes,
but then again,
so am I.



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