Consistency
I miss your familiarity,
I knew every night I'd come home to a body,
A body that would mouth the words "I love you."
Even if they were a lie.
I miss the consistency of a lie
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I miss your familiarity,
I knew every night I'd come home to a body,
A body that would mouth the words "I love you."
Even if they were a lie.
I miss the consistency of a lie
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