The Wicked


Dear you,

You’re whispering me an honest lie. I directly say a wicked truth as a reply. You gave me a fake smile as I let my tears down to my cheek. Guess who already treat the way better?

As you keep my heart in the could with your lies. As I keep you in the ground with the truth. Guess who will gain the satisfaction?

You won’t. I won’t.

Because I’d rather get hurts by the truth than get satisfaction with the lies. Sadly, you never understand it.

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