I felt resistance in our embrace
Our fingers were lying
I hear the loll in our gaze
Our eyes were lying
I sense the contest in our love
Our hearts are lying
I hear the bubble in our souls
Our minds are lying
I see the barricades in our aura
Our mood malingers
I sense the gulf in our cuddles
Our bosoms are lying
I feel the holes in our stories
The moments are lying
I hear the hurricane in our calm
Our dreams are lying
I feel the heartbrake in our future
Tomorrow is lying
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