lunes, 11 de julio de 2016

a fake word.

He build a world
based on lies
he told me that i'm the queen
with a braight dress
i believe in this words
that was my mistake

I grew up in the bloody utopia
I clung to promises
I dressed illusions
And the reality naked me

A fake kiss, a fake hug
made me fly into a false sky
which collapsed on me
And i was unarmored

I believed in every single word
I swallowed every act of cowardice
and I endured

I grew up in the bloody utopia
I clung to promises
I dressed illusions
And the reality naked me

Every word hurted me like a stab
but i liked the edge of the knife

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