one day you will decide to look back on all of the things you have done with your life
you will take stock

it will be the moment you realize I am gone
it will be too late
for you
for me

you will sit in the dark listening to nothing but the slow beating of your own heart
the tears will silently fall
you will want to rage
for you
not for me

as you open your mouth the only thing that comes out will be a silent scream
nobody will hear you
or care
you will know what it is to feel alone

it has all been a lie
from the very beginning
the words that have fallen from your lips, the whispers and the stories
it has all been untruth

you have been forged from deception and lies
molded, bent and beaten

an apparition

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