The pitiers, the deniers, the bloody liars, how they piss me off.
They get to continue unabated whilst I am left to myself.
Onlookers don't know what's done, if they did would they care?
It fills the emptiness to extend to another "there there there."
There's no growth in repudiation, life stagnates, festers, rots the core.
So why am I so bothered when I don't want to be there anymore?
Have I joined the ranks avoiding the avoiders, playing the same game?
Or is the price to pay for this liberation given another name?
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