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Jun 2019
They lied to me.
Some people therefore died for me.
All because of
Your fooling eyes.

My hands are tied,
And there's nothing I have not tried
Oh why do they control me
Your fooling eyes.

My trust became bona fide
My hate so unjustified
Oh why did you enter my mind,
All because of
Your fooling eyes.

I feel so horrified,
Terrified,
And somehow satisfied,
By this continuous thought
of

The eyes of suicide.
*sings happily* I got suicide on my mind.
Written by
Max
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     Huxley Web, Beaux and Bogdan Dragos
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