Hiding in a tree
from the world
and it's cruel reality;
you told me you loved me.
Word which tattooed themselves
to my disintegrating mind
inhabited by monsters
because this time I believed you,
and I knew I loved you too.
Such words brought a smoke
to kill the monsters I held inside-
we smiled as they chocked.
Then as you went away
the smoke started to fade
and then came demons who
swallowed happiness and spat out
an evil kind of doubt.
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