Love Dies On the Lips of Liars
it is dark & silent here tonight
as next to me i sense your breathing
quiet & intense
like that perfect moment should be
but still i cannot sleep
i wonder what it matters,
if all the time that's passed between us
is anything but false
some days you are my heart
& all i am is what you make me
others, you're nothing but an accident
something fate or chance inflicted
always
you're an addiction
in you i am diminished
in you i am fulfilled
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