Deceit: Verse 4
The first day I met you,
My heart went haywire.
The first day I kissed you,
My soul caught on fire.
You're beauty is amazing,
Your smile fantastic.
But looking back now,
I know it was all plastic.
Fake as can be,
Everything that you're not.
The web you have weaved,
In which I am caught.
You're seemingly pure.
Your "love" is serene.
But I'm starting to realize,
You're not what you seem.
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