It's Suicide, They'll Say

By , Lincoln, AR
You smile and laugh,
I look away.
How can you pretend that
everything is the same?

You pushed me off the cliff;
you watched me fall.
When I die,
you'll know it was you all along.

The lies that you failed to hide,
all the poisoned words.
You'll never realize
how much it hurts.

When they find me dead,
you'll know the truth.
"It's suicide," they'll say, but it was only you





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