#2405

Above all, I wanted sincerity.
I searched for it in a flatlining voice,
scoured your language for words
that would sing to me of reassurance.
There was none to be found
beneath the many falsehoods and facades.

I am tired of creating what I want to hear
out of the sharpened arrows
you use to pierce my unknowing heart.

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