Lies
Heartbeats quicken,
Pulses increase,
Her mind races with each kiss.
The moonlight dances on his face.
The clock strikes midnight,
As he wraps his arms around her.
Bodies intertwined with lust.
I think of him, but is he thinking of me?
Pain and deception run over my body,
As I watch him in the moonlight
With her.
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