not to ask you why.
You tempt me.
You're holding me back.
Because you're so cruel,
yet so innocent.
You blind me.
You're not making sense.
Because it kills me,
to have all these questions unanswered.
You had me.
You've been here before
and you know how this ends
before it's ending
but you do it again, anyway
Because you just can't face truth, yourself.
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