Wow

“I don’t really love you,
I was just pretending
Sorry for the storybook ending
Sorry for not being the Prince
But the naysayer to evince
All that you don’t want to see
About your ideas of you and me
About your ideas of what is true
You caught me though didn’t you
To see the lines and see the fate
The anger that you didn’t state
Was that my love was fear gone stale
And a hatred to impale
And a horror to build spikes
I told you that I wasn’t nice
But you the little lamb believes
The sun will rise on the eve
Of a new day or dawn
Look up and see that I am gone”

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