One day you'll read my words,
They'll be burnt inside your head.
You will know they aren't for you.
That to me you now are dead.
I've gone on with this life,
Though it hurts,
It isn't right.
But when I'm lost inside my thoughts,
When I'm alone at midnight,
Nothing of you I'll know,
Nothing of your liar's show.
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