Killed
When I know it’s just a fake… Heart stops cold and slowly melts! Down my eyes disguised as tears… sliding below… drowning my life. Watching her go… walking away… with stain of grin. Just that tick I learned to know Even a smile can make a kill When the love meant… nothing but thrill!!
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