View her as honest only
if you’d like to believe
the way she moves heals
more than yourself-esteem
such as was your luck
resting on your deathbed.
Her crooked smile
concealed the darkness,
hiding behind her sharped tongue
as I cried over lies;
most of which I’d believed.
I took pity on the fool,
the fool in the mirror.
Doubt drowned to death
for good as I left
a hospital for her bed.

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