You recognized the revolution in me
The one you planted but didn't think would grow
Your traumatic entrance into my soul
Your thoughts became intertwined in my mind
I gaslight my perception of the world, as you passed your indirect judgement through your melodious tone
I thought it could be...
Meant to be...
But really you chose me because of my vulnerability.
...
Still in love with a lie, because at least you chose to see me.
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