Unaware
Behind the lies
You carry on
Unaware of the destruction
That follows.
Behind the manipulation
You carry on
Unaware of the trust
You are breaking.
Behind the cheating
You carry on
Unaware of the pain
You scatter
Like confetti at a wedding.
When a line is drawn
You cross it
And ask
"Why do you turn away?"
Is it any wonder?
Is it a mystery?
To anyone else, no
To you an enigma.
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