I was where?
I was there?
At the time of a
false crime.
I was nowhere
and yet my own
words are lies.
Lies assumed to
be made up.
Lies assumed to
be fake.
You’re only salty
because what you
assumed of me
isn’t true.
You want it to be
true.
For what reason?
I don’t have a clue.
Probably for some
sort of entertainment.
Do you want something
terrible to befall me or
better yet, you would
like to see me in such
a pathetic state?
Accusations.
Accusations.
Accusations.
Don’t tell a lie
just to make
yourself look
good.
Don’t tell the truth
and turn me into
the villain of
your made up
story.
Heh, I can accuse
thee of assuming
wrong and creating
madness.
You’re the reason
why good hearts
go bad and sour.
You will pay for
your crimes in
due time.
In due time.
We all do eventually.
Don’t we?
Accidental or not….
The heart is what
truly matters.
Date: 06/12/21
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