There is a Truth that stings in the eyes and itches upon the skin
under the nails it spreads over the body with every scratch as it draws blood.
There is one way to cure it. Time will not heal these wounds
for the only cure for Truth is to cover it up.

~original

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how many times can i get away with
pointing to bruises and scars you left
and mumbling your name
when he asks if I could ever love him?

when i'm done loving you

~original

how much longer will you be
cars passing by. I'm on the curb
counting the lights and you're inside.
i don't think it even matters now but
you should know you're not in there alone.
it takes two, you know--to make a home.
Invite me in.

~original

just because you didn't see it
doesn't mean it wasn't there
but that could've been me
making it up.

~original

i can't help staring at him
because that used to be me
when i was madly in love
and you weren't.

~original

A stop sign in the air
or a waive of the hand
In invitation over
or a cease where you stand
You'll keep a fair distance
if you know what is good.
Man, get off the cross-
we need the wood.

~original

i'm the song you stopped singing
when you took up painting
and for every brush stroke,
a note runs down my face.

i am now a victim of
a love I did not believe in.

~original

There's a difference
between being over it
and just not talking about it
I thought I was over it.

~original