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this is the time when I lie
this is the day when I die I have searched for a love that had never existed and what I have found was never permitted but I couldn’t go back to what was there before so I had to give up my spirit and soul I told him that we couldn’t be just best friends ‘coz I needed his silence to confirm that love ends I lied him again ‘coz he’ll always remain my best friend in spirit even though I’m in pain but I couldn’t keep saying that he makes me feel good when we both knew that’s bullshit - I would lie if I would in our spirits we’re friends ‘till the end of the world but my heart doesn’t know that great meaningless word I had to pretend that I’m stronger today and I don’t need his friendship so I pushed him away... he will never forgive me for denying his help I will never forget him I can’t lie to myself what I can is to break my own will and my soul I will lock in my pride I’ll disappear in a hole ‘coz today was the time when I lied ‘coz today was the day when I died
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