keeping one on a string
you feed one half-truths
the other knows things
what little they know
what you think they believe
you hide it so well
your character, it seems
as you dance with them both
a large shadow you leave
and the love that you share
is framed with deceit
look in the mirror
a reflection that's black
a love based on lies
will eventually crack
when you look at her photo
love coursing through your veins
remember what you said
the ghost card remains
Poetry by M.J.B. is licensed under a Creative Commons Attribution-Noncommercial-No Derivative Works 3.0 United States License
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