So she's a thief and I'm a liar.
There was a girl who stole a heart.
My words are as beautiful as she was at the start.
So what do I do now?
Since we're done and parted ways?
And I've gone across the ocean.
Just to fill my empty days.
But it's not that easy.
Not that easy.
Because I only live in fictions.
Where my lies tell the truth.
The name of this affliction.
Is my fallacy of youth.
So the spider spins his web.
Regardless whether if it fails.
Because of an off-chance success.
I'll continue with my tales.
Wednesday, March 3, 2010
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