Her Attitude
The way she spoke elegant indeed,
Spears of truth too hard to believe,
Then words of hers won't be melting,
Too blinded I was to see.
Spears of truth too hard to believe,
Her teeth bright like my heart's star,
Too blinded I was to see,
Fake sympathy she was covered in.
Her teeth bright like my heart's star,
If only I knew my heart had no star,
Fake sympathy she was covered in,
I would have learnt to walk alone,
If only I knew my heart had no star,
Then words of hers won't be melting,
I would have learnt to walk alone,
The way she spoke elegant indeed.
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