Even we can fool ourselves.
I’m so sorry
sorry I’m just not the same
not the same as I was before
Was before just a dream?
A dream reopened?
I’m repeating myself and I know you can tell
you can tell my real game of truth
These are not lies! These are not lies
not little white lies
Tell me what’s wrong
what’s wrong with your soul?
It’s broken and shattered
broken and shattered on my floor
Like a mirror less wall
so is, your emotionless face
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