Poem

Sometimes things aren't as they appear
You try to look past the bad
You so badly want to see the good in a person and at times you think it is there
Come to find out there wasn't
You shielded your eyes
They made you believe their lies
You wake up one day
You have enough
You shut the door and lock them out

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