079| Perfect Crime

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Everything is falling back,
Right in it's place,
It's like a puzzle,
Painting a new face,

The pieces coming together,
To make skin and eyes,
But I don't want it,
It's not the face I like,

It's not you with those,
Blues and smiles,
It's not you who knows,
The colors of my life,

It's something else,
That they praise,
They say it's something,
I should embrace,

Yet I turn my back to it,
'cause heart comes over mind,
The past is gone, you too,
And I can't stop time,

So I should come to an end,
Where I am across the lines,
'cause you're the betrayer,
And you did the perfect crime.

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