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His love was a lie

I dressed in red,

added colors to my lips,

did my hair right,

and walked miles to him

Yes once again I tried

and yet again he lied.

He looked at me

didn’t find me pretty

for the girl he’s been reaching

was always better

I asked if I looked good

he said I did

Yes once again I tried

yet again he lied.

I collected things for him

it took some time

things, that her money

could buy in seconds

he thanked me for everything

even though it meant nothing

Yes once again I tried

yet again he lied.

Wrapped up in his own guilt

his black heart beats

for somebody else

still, he tries convincing me

unsuccessful attempts and

my pain has made me realize

that now I should stop to try

Since forever his love was a lie.

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