and burn for their cheating ways;
buttering you up for sweet
suffocations and spattering glimpses of
heaven that can only be transfigured as a
disguise.
they're really just a made up heaven,
but they're seriously
my own personal hell.
for giving me illusions that i trusted.
you cheater-
you gave me hope.
and now i'm mortified because i
BELIEVED.
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