Truth and lies
Always twisted in the vines
He says he loves me
Yet he cuts me down and tears
Me apart to pieces
His love is a death sentence
Its like a prison covered in black
I feel alone
Without a should to trust
Here we are again,
Doing the same song and dance
I already know how this ends
i no longer feel anything
I no longer feel love for him
For he lost the right
To hold my heart
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