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what is real


What is real 

I dont even know how to feel

It was all a dream

I just want to scream 

Your blue eyes are filled with lies

Guess you alwats wore a disques 

I thought you wanted me 

But I opened my eyesso I could see 

You dont want me 

It was her who you wanted the hole time 

At the bottom of your list 

should of put me first 

made me feel like the worst 

What is real 

I dont even know how to feel

Gave me a look of disgust 

Thought we were a must

You broke my trust 

I belived in you and me 

But i can clearly see

We wernt meant to be 

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