You told me
You told me that you love me now I know that ain't true You told me to see that you were the real you You told me to love the kisses that you trailed along my neck You told me to hate the look of sadness on your face when I was angry at you Now you tell me nothing because I'm now in the grave of your so called eternal everlasting tongue-filled love. Now you tell me nothing for I'm now 6 feet under you bedroom floor.
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