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Deception


Tick Tick Tick Tock Tock Tick Tock Tick Time envelops a room Swallows it whole Each passing second accompanied by a strum of hopelessness A crack in the blinds Lights aglow Greeting me with a dum dum dum on the glass door It all happened so fast His manipulation impeccable Who would have thought that it would be you Of all people You. I race to my chambers Collect my thoughts I should leave him now But that would be cliché I must not run He must live on He must reap the harvest of the seeds he has sown I thought about getting even but God would have called my bluff For He handles all and without His permission nothing can be done Forgiveness yields joy
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