The Innocent Liar

Now telling you the truth

Wishing I was a liar

It was easier in my youth

When your love was like fire.

Embers that should not flame

The start of disassemble

Myself should take the blame

Your touch such preamble.

I should have stayed a nomad

Never stopping at your vision

My heart so suddenly unclad

Now regrets a bad decision.

Love is fickle, never lasts.


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