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Building up my conscience...

I saw the look of heartbreak inside your eyes.
Never meant to prepare you with all these lies.
I never imagined my life without you in it.
Sorry if nothing worked out for the two of us, but some how out of nowhere, I was called loose lips.
Now I must pick up all the pieces that you destroyed between us.
There must of been something, if I feel out of sorts, maybe it's called love.
We tear each other down just to rebuild ourselves up.
I would say " don't you think you had enough. "
Now on this train of karma, I am gonna meet my match, hope it's not you.
Somehow I really don't think you ever were true.
Building up my conscience, because that's the best I could do.
Leaving town, and far away from you.
©terrylin53