Masked by a sweet bliss
A con under the impression of affection
Poison hid under the smile on your lips
And for months from this noose I have hung
The past yells for a second chance
And a tender weeping replies with lost words
My heart begs to take a different stance
Yet it stays trapped in a cage with the birds
Oh please, do not exist
Do not be true
No moments I have missed
And the memories I wish I never knew
It is bitter but not sweet
Not a thing at which I smile
But it mocks me in defeat
The thought is purely vile
No moments I have missed
And the memories I wish I never knew
It is bitter but not sweet
Not a thing at which I smile
But it mocks me in defeat
The thought is purely vile
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