pride
Why does pride impede your tongue, to utter words that would make me weep? Why can't you sever our bond, and cast me aside like a broken piece? Your eyes, a mirror of unwavering truth, betray no flicker of deception's gleam. Lies dance on your lips, yet they cannot find root, in the fertile soil of your untainted soul.
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