Maybe am just naive,
to your words I don't believe,
because even that which is concrete,
can be broke, and left obsolete,
So when you tell me those three words,
you can feed that lie to the birds,
as my happiness you will suck,
away from my soul that you stuck,
with your most wicked dagger,
and my heart you shatter,
with three different words, you don't matter
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