on in the game.
we agree to agree on everything.
but with
time
and entanglement
and the
noose getting tighter,
we go
a different way,
the mask slips
and who
we really are begins
the see
the light of day.
i realize that
you forced yourself
to laugh
at my jokes,
and despite
not liking it,
i ate your cooking
anyway.
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