I'm sorry you believe in fairytales and other lies
Maybe it's why I love the pureness
Of your eyes
To you I may just be a trusted friend
To me you're the sole obsession of
My wearied mind
I just try and laugh off my tears
And in the night shout back
At the choking fears
I hope it will all make sense
I hope it gets easier
To be friends
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