Unrecognizable
These truths
Scribbled in the Fall
Inked of fallen tears
On pages turned
By a hand
That held on
Far too long
To a longing
To be held
Why not speak
Our truth again
And have you
Recognize me
As the truth
You always knew
Open once more
The Book of Us
Now gone
Replaced by a lie
You tell yourself
An unrecognizable
Truth
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