Behind unknowing turned backs,

Soft-spoken silent attacks


When one is out of the room

They seek to seal them in a tomb


Constantly talk of problems

But never talk to solve them


To triangulate: to hate

Fostering the horrid trait


We; tearing ourselves apart

Does great damage to my heart


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