The Days

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You look at me

I look at you.
This is the game we play.
Who will look away first
As usual
It's me
Since hey
People say you still love me
When I have clearly moved on
The days that this happens
Seems to repeat itself to often
Like a loophole
Or a never ending storm if lies
These days
Are my best
But might just be my worst as well
Since you
Are no longer
In
My
Life

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