I should have lied.
But instead I cried..
Owning that wasn’t mine.
Not even close to the line..
There was a pact.
Based out of facts..
Loosing all in one.
Thinking about which had already gone..
Sometimes you are the benign.
Craving to outshine..
Absolutely denying.
Reality is the one buying..
You dream out of your way.
That is when you fall astray..
Freedom will fail to hold you in.
Filthy but worthy to try the mud..
Than just give up to the thud.


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