When things get twisted,
Things get tangled
Truths insisted
And Lies get wrangled
True values emerge
On different fronts
Hard to believe
We were allies once
Rip and tear
All that's there
I've Ceased to care
There's nothing there
Our shelter, home
Is just a shell
So cold and empty
Pathetic hell
I have to leave
It's not my fault
Your words hit hard
Like rubbing salt
On wounds that just
began to heal
On a heart that's learned
How to feel
A heart that's turned
Toward What's real
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