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Your kiss reeks of fallacy,

Something which satisfies my opulent taste.

I'll ask you one more time,

Why this goodbye had to be so morose.

Do you believe that you have the practicality,

To provide me with a legitimate answer?

Or will you stutter out something incoherant,

Dismissing all of my recollections of you.



You can't say that you didn't see this coming,

You always felt my indifference.

You'd sing, "Honey, oh, honey, destroy this apathy."

But it's going nowhere,

Exactly like me.



So, we'll exchange osculations one last time,

Something tells me it'll be an embrace you'll never forget.

Hold it safely with your sweet, sweet disposition.



And never file this underneath regret.