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Maze built with lies
The walls felt so cold
Almost as cold as your heart
For I well-nigh believed
That there was no way out of this
Just like how I almost
let you kiss me with your lies

'if your lies were thorns from the roses you gave me, I'd be bleeding the color of those roses'

Fauza.F

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