Your words say
That you don’t want to love me.
But your actions betray,
And I feel misplaced today.
I know that you don’t see
I’m an orphan in this way,
Without a key,
And to my dismay,
A locksmith of the guilty.
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We’re both orphans this way
Nothing quite as painful as the confusion when action belies the words.
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