love is murder

the blanket of blindness, that covers the shyness, and turns us all into jelly.

it makes us believe that no one will leave and we'll all just live happily ever after.

but after we're broken, no pretty words will be spoken, and we'll all just drop and die

true love is fake, and for you it's too late, it finally sinks in that love is murder





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