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Shouted words uncovering hidden rage.
Empty promises. Betrayed trust.
What have I dont to make you doubt me?
What have I said to prove myself a liar?

Duties done out of obligation.
My payment for the privilege of enduring this torture.
My gratitude for prison bars and stifled opinions.
The spit in the face that you call affection.

Climbing the never-ending stairs to a family
And still falling when I'm halfway there.
Love never reciprocated.
Living an empty life.