charade
But our love is tragic,
It was never kind.
I can't stop diving
In the mess I left behind.
Life stopped being simple,
It started when you came
I may not be broken,
But I'm not the same.
Surely, time flies.
How long will it take
Until this one dies?
Things change.
And memories fade.
I should've known by now
It's the same old charade.
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