Standing amidst lies/
the foolish dies/
caught in there lies/
his blood dries/
she talks but no one replies/
she thinks of her re tries/
her smile is a disguise/
her hatred implies/
her heart is a dice/
I won't love her lies/
so I won't love her lies/
so I won't buy a mouse/
I would ve mice/
to tell them the story/
of how I loved twice/
and died right after I knew I loved her/
I died right before her very eyes

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