55. Gibberish

The promises you made left me with aches;
Altough I’m fine, I lied.

I’d break down.
My hopes were high, you made it;
I knew it, you’ll crumble it.

It’s me who lost;
lost myself.
I lost myself for you.

You never did.
Your feelings that you hid.

I was a fool for falling,
falling for you.
Only fools fall for you, right?

You’re lost as you cry;
I’ll find you don’t ask why.

I’m a fool, you see;
you’re lost only for me.

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