pretty petals cant keep my eyes off the floor
suffering in silence; that's all you had hoped for
bury us as you bury trust and lust
forget everything we built
acting like you opened up just to find that trust
was a house built from cards
thin as love from cinema and a half hour in bed
connections overrated
pretty faces keeping me fixated
twenty twenty were my eyes until you came and blurred my life
i tried, you lied, i gave up life. and love begins to crumble
again
years away and i still feel everything
i hope you suffer the same
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