Was she always this dull?
Why did I worship her soul?
She drops them without blinking
What the hell was I thinking?
I fancied the way she talked
about poetry and folks
every day felt like dreaming
while all along she was scheming
Looking back with clearer sight
Without the glasses, I see the lies
Of a rehearsed actress playing the same lines
Preying on beings who lack a spine
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