false ideas
I was wrong, you weren't you, I loved your lies, that's just what I do. Thinking of the past, I thought you were the first and the last. I was wrong, life felt like a song, but from two different points of view, your vision was cruel, just like you. Your lips were soft, but mine were cracking, Your horrid persona was unpacking. You left me sad and made things worse, I feel like your love is a curse. False ideas are my thing, I should have known you were just a fling.
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