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The Spillage That's Our Love

She finds lines
To seep through her lies
And she thinks I don’t notice.

I try to listen
As her eyes glisten
Reflecting the pool of her deceit

I am just floating in my own miseries
Listening to her bleak series of lies
Realizing that we are both just using each other-

I am nothing more than a ticket out of the village
She is just whore to fill this current page
And so we profess this spillage as love
Written by NuBorn (BxckedbyGold)
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