What you thought – is not.
What you felt has been stepped on.
Life can be full of pretending.
Can you see through the charade?
The using and the truth.
When it’s made clear to you – it’s too late.
No more.
You’ve played the role of the fool again.
All for the purpose of someone else’s game.
You scorn yourself…the good intentions laid waste.
It doesn’t matter now.
It may never have, but the resolve is in place.
You can bring out your heart’s armor that was resting on the shelf.
Dust it off. Put it back on.
Be careful it doesn’t rust from the tears on your soul.
And remember – no more.

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