Talk Is Cheap
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Category : Poems
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This late at night, talk is cheap. Your words don’t mean what they used to and I don’t lay awake unable to sleep.I let go of you, and I found my worth.They call it evolution, I call it rebirth.I’ve heard it before,the words that you’ll say,“You look good.You look nice.Hey.Heyy.Heyyy.”Its never as innocent as you like to pretend. Like you forget that I remember, the start of the end. Like I never knew you, and you never meYou never changed but I’m finally free.
