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You told me la-la-lies.

And sprinkled over them sugar, as a luring disguise.

When I still believed them, those were the sweet times.

I no longer believe the windows to your soul were your eyes,

because staring into your eyes only deceived me into thinking that everything was fine.

When it was the exact opposite, you've been lying all this time,

and it was just now that I realized.

But I can't stop my heart, I feel emotionally paralyzed.

I don't understand what it is that I love about your bittersweet kisses,

and your loose embraces,

but I love them, and I can't take it,

so I'll pretend like our love is very much alive,

and prepare myself for the day I can no longer call you mine.

Because it always was hard trying to keep something alive,

when all it does is slowly die.

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