somebody loved.
He told me that I was a natural beauty.
Standing in the hallway of his house I took those words
tasted them
and felt a bitter aftertaste.
Smelled them
and I could not bare the stench.
I felt them
but not without pain.
However,
after a second or two I believed him.
Just as I do every time his mouth molds a sentence like that.
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