deafblindness

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it was him, never you

but blinded by love, i couldn't see through

deaf to my heart, that was screaming his name

i fell for your words, lost in the game

our souls met, but it was just a moment of pleasure

for all that was left was an endless measure of torture

i chose you over him, a decision i now rue

and you left me for her, leaving me in blue

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