Not your fool. Anymore? 

Share another lie with me my dear, as you push me away

Keep me a secret

And silent I will be

In your bed

Speak with your lips

Your lies and crooked teeth

Bright red face and corse hair

Tell me this time is not the time

For your heart no longer feels

What was once, twice and by the third time I will disappear. 

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