lies can be read like books, only if you read the right ones.
they`re only untold stories.
i watched each day as the chapters filled in.
never meant much right?
your words remind me, remind me that you forget about me each time the phone hangs up.
if only hate came as easy for me.
strong dislike is more along your lines.
i just never want to know.
buried in the black hole of your heart.
then again in every ones.
i pray to not see you again.
maybe in hell though,
we`ve both got spots saved.
half hearted sorrys where always your thing.
finally woke up,
fell out of the day we met.
my scars tell our stories,
they`re always my favorite.
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