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What Hurts the Most

Your words were as thick and smooth as honey
With every touch you sent shivers down my spine
I believed the love I had for you was endless
I'd hoped we'd never run out of time
But as the clock turned, your words began to drown me like the ocean
Loving you felt like an endless monsoon season
What hurt the most was finding out our love was an illusion
Instead of being love we were at war
I couldn't stand the toxic taste of your lips anymore

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