My Somber Closing Truth
The Worst of lies is one you tell yourself and believe in fully
Her imperfections so cleverly disguised
Her teeth the only of her lies
Each time I see them together my heart lies
All the while I try
To be good for her
While being loyal to him
just wishing it would all end
That I could end this recurring trend
the love I’m incapable of showing
would cease to keep growing
With just her smile
feeling like I’m in denial
she is the breath in my lungs
she is the heart in my crevice
she is my everything
she is the love I shall never obtain
she is the only person to make me feel
her beauty never changing never losing her appeal
her heart so fragile yet incapable
she is irreplaceable
she is so sensational
my soul so unreclaimable
my feelings for her so unexplainable
she is so unattainable
she’s so unforgettable
so, my life is so regrettable
because my love is so unattainable
What Is My Life’s Worth to her?
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