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Poem #83: What If...

Story by bhscorch1313 on SoFurry

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#84 of Poetry

This poem can be about whoever you really care about, whoever that may be. A close friend, a family member, whoever is a loved one in your heart, picture them when you read this. Enjoy.

What If...

What if I told you that I lie to you?

That's right, I lie to you.

I know it hurts, but it's true.

I'm not lying this time, I swear.

But I do tell you the truth when I say

I don't always tell the truth

Though I always try.

I lie to you

Every time I say

"I don't love you"

And when I say

"I don't care about you"

You can bet that I'm lying.

"I hate you"

Is probably the biggest lie I've said

Although "I can't stand being near you"

Is pretty close too.

No matter how much I try

I'm not perfect

So don't expect me to be

Because I don't expect you

To be perfect either.

You should know by now

That you light up my life

And that isn't a lie.

~bhscorch

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