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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