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Thursday, January 31, 2019

Arranged marriage

I'm not looking for love  anymore
I'm looking for a lie
To keep me warm on snowy days
And hold my hand when I die
A lie that lasts from now to never
To make me laugh or cry
To kiss away my loneliness
To ease the occasional sigh
In warm climes and cold nights
A lie is good company
It can talk to you and walk along
And never know its not true
It sings your songs or writes your words
Without knowing why
We will act oblivious both
Me and my little lie.

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