Your eyes open the door way to your soul and as far as I'm convinced you are a cold hearted, self centered brat. You have nice eyes though.
I do not know how you have deceived me and everyone else around you for so long.
You look so sweet an innocent, but your far from that.
Your lips produce lies just like a factory produces cars;
So many each day.
You like to rub it in my face that you are better than me. Better than me in every single aspect of life.
But whatever you might say, I know that it's not true.
So stop with the nonsense, there is no contest. I don't know what has gotten into you.
In the end I can live with out you.
I've tried before though, I didn't get very far.
Because in the end, I'm nothing without you.
And you do have, oh so beautiful eyes.
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