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Aug 2018
"Oh, he's sweet.", but a ******.
A little bit ******.
"Oh, he's hot.", but a ******.
Looking so alive, but he died though.

No, no...
You'll play along,
Let him lead you on, and on, and on.
You'll be saying, "No, no..."
Then saying, "Yes, yes, yes..."
'Cause he's messing with your head.

"Oh, he's sweet.", but a ******.
A little bit ******.
"Oh, he's hot.", but a ******.
Looking so alive, but he died though...

See, someone said, don't drink his potions.
He'll kiss your neck, with no real emotions.

You're just like me, you're out of your mind.
I know it's strange, we're both the crazy kind...
Yet, you're telling me that I'M insane.

A compliment to me, it remains.
Written by
Nathan Alexander  17/M
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