You loved me, once. I loved you too. We thought our story would be different. We would beat the odds, we were sure. First we lied to ourselves, that it wouldn't happen to us. Then we lied to each other, pretending everything was alright. Finally, we lied to the world, putting on the masks. Somewhere between the lies is where my heart lived. Copyright (C) 2022 Penny Wilson All Rights Reserved
12 thoughts on “Between the Lies”
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Wow! I love this more and more every time I read it!
Bellissimo, Penny, Bellissimo!! ππππΉ
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Thank you, Dear Chuck. β€ β€
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Beautifully expressed, Penny! This one makes my heart hurt πππ
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Thank you, Dawn! β€
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A wonderful, sensitively written poem, Penny – one I can truly identify with. Xx π»π
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Thank you, Ellie. β€
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So many pieces of this are identified within me- and many others too.
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Thanks for visiting. π
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Loved reading the lines!
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Thank you!
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Beautiful thoughts and marvellously penned
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Thank you! I’m so glad that you liked it. π
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