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Tanya Mills

Drama

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Tanya Mills

Drama

The Taste Of Nothing

The Taste Of Nothing

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The taste of nothing is better

Than what you left me with

Like water sliding down my throat

Cool and honest, pure throughout


Better than the lies you told

Lies you bought and sold

My fists have never unclenched

The betrayal too much


Too much for me to handle

I am embarrassed by

My lack of control

The blackness of my soul


But you are not ashamed

Like an angel screaming

You think you had every right

Even that final night


As you told me it was all my fault

I keep it in the vault

I hope you are unhappy

In a windowless room

Just like the prison, I live in

Waiting someday to be free


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