The Way The Story Goes

Lies are constructed to justify actions. I Love You’s are said in vain. I’m Sorry’s are uttered to placate. Someone breaks a promise or a back is stabbed. The whore remains a whore. The truth is still the truth. The villain paints herself the victim. The smoking gun is locked in a secret place. And the lovers ride away into the sunset, like they always always do.

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