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Viscious lies
And no respect.
Friends I though I had...
Are not, I detect
My foolish heart
Couldn't know
How they were
Hurting me so.
But today I heard-
That heart screaming:
Too good to be true...
I must have been dreaming.
He was my love,
She; My friend.
But today that all died,
Came to an end.