its just easier to believe
that you were a figment of my imagination
so i understand why looking in your eyes
was like looking at myself in the light
and why it became harder to see myself in the night
a quick flash like lightening
hypnotized
the windows to a mute soul appeared behind brown eyes
i heard the cries
i seen the lies
shackled
cuffed
released back into the wild
muted.
diluted.
only to be labeled insane.
and realizing its better off that way.
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