Bury me in your heart, beside your truth untrue,
next to your abyssal art of lying to me and you.
Bury me between today and maybe tomorrow
next to your selfishness and poetic disguise,
underneath my pain, behind your acid eyes.
Karla Bardanza
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How we tell ourselves lies to carry on as if all is alright.
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