the truth is; i prentended to believe your lies to get some fake love.

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i lick
my liquor lips,
has anyone
ever told you
how beautiful
your lies are.

your
sweet nothings
fill my ears
and all i want
is to believe you,
but i don't.

can we pretend
for just
one night,
that i'm not
the girl
i really am?

i'll let you
sway me,
i'll pretend
i believe you
when you say
i can be yours.

just kiss me
under this
streetlight
in the spitting rain
and take me back
to yours.





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