The apple doesn’t fall far from the tree with The men who "love me"
I know your urges are too tempting
I know your lies are the ugliest part of you
I’ll save my breath, losing control is where I’m falling under
I’ll save my breath, the end is on its way
My silence is where our happiness lies....
Fake a smile through the affairs
Fake your truth with me
Ill be behind you reminded the apple doesn’t fall far from the tree with the men who “love me”
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Author:
Katie Howell (Pseudonym) (
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- Category: Sad
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Love yourself more and you will find better fruit which the maggots of falsehood have not invaded.
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