sketches for volti 2

My perceptions are not faulty and I notice everything.
What you have done I do not understand and it upsets
our balance.

And then I ask you, and you deny what I know, and it’s
as if you take the full power of the world’s transgressions
and attack.

Why would you lie to me? Looking in my face, professing
love and spilling hate. I want to tear out your tongue.
Stop talking!

Apologies do nothing. I cannot forget. It is not the
innocent mistake you want me to believe. It is a pain
that endures.

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I am a librarian by day; I do all sorts of things at night.
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