| The Villain We Won't Deny |
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| it certainly would not be by my own will. |
| You have seen my wickedness. |
| Soothing it with smoke neither calmed it nor distracted |
| it from its target. |
| It threatened the very days I had left with no |
| consolation. |
| It only left a bad taste in my mouth, yet to be outgrown |
| in time. |
| My questions go unanswered like many have complained |
| before, but I never want to admit how weak and foolish |
| the heart is in secret. |
| It’s dormant on the best of days. |
