You can fake it for a while
Bite your tongue and smile
Like every mother does an ugly child.
But the stars are leaking out
Like spittle from a cloud
Amassed resentment counting ounce and pound.
You're entertaining any doubt,
Because you had to know that I was fond of you,
Fond of y-o-u
Though I knew you masked your disdain.
I can see that change was just too
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