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He hides in corners compiling secrets
Ensuring that you remain a foreigner
His ploy to keep you out
While locking you in
But he says that he loves you
And you want to believe. 

He is present at meetings
Coughing up edited facts about you
Anything to build him up
While knocking you down
But he says that he loves you
And you want to believe. 

He speaks to you in a way that disrespects
A way that does not glorify
A way that fails to uplift
No remorse, not an ounce of fear
But he says that he loves you
And you want to believe. 

He silently studies you
Making mental notes of your insecurities
Only for leverage, to establish a sense of superiority
At the expense of your self confidence
But he says that he loves you
And you want to believe. 

He says he could never be in love with you
Not today, not tomorrow
‘Maybe when we get married’
‘Maybe after we have kids’
But he still swears that he loves you
And you know damn well
That love is never enough.

Love,
A
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