Roles

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The butterflies spread the lies all over my body

it’s real, I feel it in my bones

my neck is stiff, the tendency of holding tension

you’re stressing me

messing with my mind

your performance at lying is terrible

you bring me flowers one day

and the next day you become violent waves

no way I’m sticking around

to watch the ending of this show

you’re a drunken practitioner

instead of healing my heart

you’re killing it

it’s obvious you were the lead role

but I was the one carrying all the heavy roles

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