And you are all tongues

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2012

 

Tell me how I am suppose to think,
What lie do you wish me to believe?
Because I’ll do it,
Help you preserve your imagine,
Run from the reality that you are actually an asshole somewhere inside,
So tell me,
What lie?
What should my Matt programmed slogan become?
Nothing between us was a lie?
I still matter you just don’t know how to make me believe it?
I never did matter and you played me?
If it weren’t for her I’d be the one?
I matter but it is just different now?
What lie Matt?
What information is it you feel I should have?
Because trust me... I am ALL ears.

 

 

Author's Notes/Comments: 

almost caught up on old posts boya! five to go!

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