She sent a fatal
dose of goodbye
minus the smile.
My lungs crawled about
in search of their next breath...
diluted, tearless emotions
showed cracks in the corners.
Honesty can be cruel,
brutal at best.
Imprisoned deception
was freed on good behavior.
We always said it would kill again...
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Beautiful piece of poetry, well articulated and nicely encapsulated in good diction with conviction. An insightful elegantly brought forth. Thanks for sharing Red.