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In denial of the thoughts that our feelings dissolve. |
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Your words were always chosen wisely, disguising all intent. |
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Amidst the poetry, |
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I thought |
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I heard you say, "Let's make a deal, a diamond for disease..." |
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Then the promise of never was as embracing as the act of strangulation. |
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The idea of forever became the grandest humiliation. |
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I keep remembering your words, spoken in the guise of an oath, the promise of never. |
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Now never is all |
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I ever receive, never, and the knowledge of your disease. |
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Those two words spoken aloud, |
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I do, the promise of never. |
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Yet I still come, like a moth to a flame in assurance of pain. |
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Still you come, a breathing deathwish, with daggers drawn. |
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Always denying the idea that the mystery's resolved. |
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Examined closely, understanding all intent. |
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Amidst our screaming, |
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I know I heard you say, "Let's make a deal, a diamond for disease..." |
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If that's your idea of forever, |
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I would gladly take strangulation. |
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Your idea of forever is the grandest humiliation. |
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Your matrimony was silenced. |
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All vows forgotten and the burden placed on me to aid you from the marriage bed. |
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That's when the promise of never became as embracing as strangulation. |
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Your idea of forever, the grandest humiliation. |
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Yet I never know how loosely you used the word friend. |
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In time I learned. |
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This I cannot forgive, but only you know the truth. |
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Your secrets, they follow, and shadows always show the path to the fallen, |
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The liars wielding daggers. |
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Take your skin away, wield the liar's dagger. |
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Because along this path are fragile whispers guiding me with guilt. |
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And though they scream the faintest lies, |
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They lead me to the knowledge that your words were chosen wisely, |
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Disguised was all intent. |
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Within the deceit, |
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I know I heard you say... |
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For now, for forever; from the start, this was the deal. "A diamond for disease." |
