lies.
,,Are we sure about the tones of anger? Maybe it's time to close the door forever? Are you sure you wrote or called? Honey, Are you brawled? We read each other's eyes and immediately know what we feel, Lovely, 'cause I'm sitting here with you and we're cute. I feel like a star that i look at every night. But all this is not true, and you don't exist, But in my dreams That's it."
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