You sit on the kitchen counter,
Drips of apple juice hang
From your trembling chin.
As naïve as a newborn kitten,
You make your way blindly,
All too trusting of the world.
A smile plays across my lips
As I bait the innocent.
I loved you, I cared for you;
You meant the world to me.
These are the lies I told you.
These are the lies you believed.
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