Condemned
Condemned.
We are all condemned,
born to die. Living a lie.
We put on a façade,
to please everyone else,
but never ourselves.
I do not call you a liar,
I do not condemn you.
I offer you a hand,
acceptance and freedom.
I offer a smile,
to light up your tear-filled eyes.
I offer to take the blame,
to lay the shame on you.
I offer you this teardrop falling,
from my red-rimmed eyes.
And now, I offer you myself,
bruised and broken,
imperfect and used.
But the only one available.
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