The Truth is One to Kill

July 4, 2009
Without any sound,
And without a move,
She told me her wishes, her motives, her moves,
I didn’t ask her, I didn’t command,
But somehow she knew what I am,
She saw through my lies, and all of my words,
She simply took my hand, and told me that I’ve been hurt,
And as a single tear told her that she was right,
I laid down my heart, and gave her the knife

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