Rain down my back, Tears in my eyes, Is it you or myself that I truly despise? Me, for feeding you my lies? Or you, for enticing me while really in disguise. The answer's unclear, it's hard to say, Will tomorrow be just another day? And now that I'm writing on this page, Was all this thinking just a waste?
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