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Stabbed

Your face is two
When facing me
Yours is true,
Of what I see
Behind my back
You lie of me
A speak the words
I trust with thee
New words for you
And old for me
We'll speak no more
So let it be
And knowing once
You broke your heart
It breaks again
And bleeds apart
I "spoke those lies you loved to hear"
In my mind the end was near
More time wasted, look at that
I'll check my list off
For each one pass