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May 2017
You said this is
how it has to be,
this was the end of
you and me.
I couldn't help but laugh,
throwing my head back.
You were never there,
so how could this be
the end of something
which was never fair?

You can say
that the pain won't last.
You can say
pretty words so fast.
You can never say
that you're a ******* human.

Beat-box and singing the blues,
he haunts these streets
with tethered clues.
What'll happen when
no one is willing to play,
finding better values?

You can say
that the pain won't last.
You can say
pretty words so fast.
You can never say
that you're a ******* human.

Not the most appealing,
not the brightest.
But I give life
to the extreme line
of finest.
I didn't waste my time.
Between the obscured lines,
you would have actually seen
everything else was exactly
as it seemed.

Reading every word,
you can easily find
I don't have masks to hide behind.
A s k m e a n y t h i n g,
I'm an open book.
All these words I say,
they're how I actually feel.
All these words I say,
it's how people have to deal
after going through you.
At least I can say
I'm human and that I make mistakes.

But tell me,
who are you really?
The one behind
the masked beast of fake.
bluevelvet
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bluevelvet  24/the same as you
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