At the end, you wore a mask.
Not white, not black —
not yin, not yang.
Flowing unpredictable chasing your desires,
You’re definitely not the one.
You played with cards,
You don’t even know what you want.
First fix your past,
And let me alive.
I don’t like to waste time
in a cigarette on fire.
I’m too cute for you to handle it,
You’re hot like ice.
For a while,
I’ve been tired of not having clarity.
You weren’t that good…
You are just
a builder of lies.
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