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Obesvarad kärlek är ett mörker.

I knew you didn’t love me
But the bitterness that you left within me
The darkness trampling on my soul
You turned out to be another of those
Vain and cold
Encased in lies of old
Lie to yourself
With sweet words and veneers
But do not try to deceive me
For your actions condemn you
Your behavior betrays you
I hate myself for feeling pain
Because I know you’re not feeling the same
The authors of old
They did not lie
They spoke of eternal truths
in this darkness
they illuminated me
and removed the veil from my eyes

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Publicerad 2022-12-14 10:34

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