As so it was

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You fed me sorrow.

I ingested the love,

Or as so I called it.


I had been grieving for too long,

Too long to find comfort in it.

Agony became my home,

Or as so I called it.


You were my "boyfriend,"

Or as so it looked like.

But oh,

A boyfriend doesn't look at another girl like that.

When he tells you he loves you,

Or as so he lies.

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