the pretense of liar's stage in a crowd of middle class fools rebukes the silence within her mind on this dreary day lacking summer chimes
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I love her No not her I love her No not her She loves the charade No not him She loves the charade No not him He loves the symmetry No not hers He loves the gimmick She fits the profile But the willingness corrupts He wants that woman Not this slut.