I love you but you lie and cum too quick.
You just speak to go along for the longest ride on the smoothest trip.
When the truth hits; you’re the lie that reads the room.
When the veil thins you beat the good with the bad end on the broom.
Not to say you’re doomed you’re just up on your fucked.
I gave you enough chances; good bye and good luck.
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