To be an understanding a friend is a blessing, you believed more in my words because you knew me,you knew my quirkiness my romantic ways and it was not creepy.
i trusted you with my secrets,but you turned to be a snitch and gossip about me with my devil's ain't right, i name you betrayal before you get started accompanied
with a single note you wounded me hurt me, now i have to carry my damage and live with it, fake you
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