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Unthinking

Tell me what you think.
Do you think love is true?
Do you think I love you?
Do you think we are two?
Do you think this will do?
Do you think I can't see the lie?
Do you think I am a fool?
Do you think I can't see a tool?
Do you think?
Do you think love is true?
If so don't think I love you.
You are a shell.
Empty, cold, my living hell.
For you hold no heat.
But emit the chill of despair.
Something made quite unfair.
For I know what you think.
And it is meager and small.
Built inside a crumbling wall.
So I ask again, do you think love is true?
No, you will never have a clue.





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