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May 2015
Please lie to me,
Pretend you love me,
I would cease to exist if you said you said you didn’t want me.
Just string me along with your empty promises,
I live for the excuses and the little white lies that keep me in the dark.
Breaking my heart and taping it back up for next time,
You whispering sweet nothings in my ear so I forgive you,
I love it,
It hurts oh-so good.
Written by
Genevieve
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