He whispers softly in my ear
words that contains love
it's those words I always wanted to hear
but soon they will fly away like a dove
because this time I won't listen
to me, the words no longer glisten
my heart is on guard
after it has been scarred
my heart are used to lies
and it always will be, until the day it dies
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