Strings of Love

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I have you a fairytale.
You gave me a nightmare.
You made me a promise.
A promise you couldn't keep.

I see all the words of us.
Written with blood on walls.
I see you playing our love.
On the strings of your guitar.

Forever and always you said.
For our love used to be forever.
You lured me with a melody.
Then you watched me go away.

All these words I write of you.
Yet I could not speak of them.
You continue to lure me in.
Even with only your guitar.

Our love is stained on strings.
For it was far too cruel.
I told you to love me.
Yet you kept me contained.

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