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Dec 2019
Deceiving your heart with intimate lies;
Feeding comforting poison to your soul will make our hearts bind.

I'll let you win your futile game of Hard-To-Get
So you can lose my game Hard-To-Forget.

You once saw through a lie, so
Hiding my dishonesty inside your truth is the perfect place to hide.

When I met you, your heart was left to die on Mars,
I saved it to walk on it like the 'Rose' it was.

I had my fair share of being a lover;
So I'm going to be a heartache in your heart my significant 'other'.

I will reign your Queendom with infliction
And leave the idea of love as a lethal infection.

You made your love a contest
Winning it was my conquest.

I told you 'Pain is the name of the game'
You said you'll play the whole way...
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