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Lying to my face you smile and say hello,

oh it seems like you mean it until it ends,

tell me you changed in Italy, well thought,

at least you once wrote heyyy and clocked send,

your words do more to me then sticks and stones,

never could i forget you,

unless you continue to be slick in homes,

of men who would do anything for you,

what a crazy world we live in,

listen pretty girl i only write to you,

used to initial, cause of you chose to give in,

cause i never wished to give more to you,

assume all you want, i want more,

then pulling my hoody strings on my hotel rooms floor,

in the snow with the silence and loud thoughts,

we repay the value for items under bought.