If I close my eyes,
I can forget all the lies,
those painful words you've said.
You said you loved me,
fed me your honeyed words,
and I believed you like a fool.
Your cruel tongue,
and love dipped knives,
what was I to do?
And when I look back,
I can feel my heart crack.
I guess the blame falls on me.
Because I am a fool,
for I loved you,
But at least this I know is true
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