There is a confusion
that emanates
from those times
where morals and emotions
collide
Is it better, I must ask,
to live blissfully
in falsehood
ignorant of the truth
Or to expose those truths
and rid yourself of
the lies?
but to also
rid yourself
of the happiness
you once held so dear
when that rug
that security,
is ripped from beneath
you can barely breath
I need to find the air once more
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