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Click hereI listen to her story,
and my heart bleeds black ink.
More of your lies
letter themselves into the history
between us,
as useless as black beetles on the page.
I withdraw from the scuttle of your painful choices.
Your lies are dark, small and mean.
I wonder that there is anything left
to deplete in me
when it comes to you.
These disclosures
are coated with dust,
decrepit with age,
and useless.
I don't understand why they prick me,
finding pain to dip into
as I write
one more reason
why I must keep far away from you.
Honestly, I didn't really 'get into' the way it ended...I just didn't feel it as strongly. I suspect it is me and not your writing. I enjoyed it overall. I especially like the opening lines. They drew me into the poem and I immediately connected... "listen to her story,and my heart bleeds black ink. More of your lies letter themselves into the history between us," I loved that part...nice.