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Kerdel Jun 2017
I can't distinguish sham love from one that's actual.
The heart isn't the one doing the talking, So how am I suppose to be sure it's factual?
Whom do I select? Whom do I believe? Whom do I accept?
These are the questions I can't get out of my head.
I remember when I love you actually meant something,
But now it's used as a cover up to disguise nothing.
Why do you enjoy bluffing?
Why slur words without meaning?
Why should I hand you the things I was given?
My love and time isn't something that can be re-established.
"I love you," you say.
I am sure you're just uttering words without feelings.
I am not that easily duped,
Maybe I am.

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