Rose and lights and dreams and sky
where they ran, where they fly
I had a fiction, I had I
Wonder how long we stayed by
I know u, and u knew him
and he had known, all unseen
but when u asked, was it true
his silence had already forgotten you
I still lie, I am lying
I am truth, hence implying
what he was, I cant be
the fiction had already killed me
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