Pain is why we find such reasons to treason.
To bury, to spoil.
The kiss given, immoral.
Give me a heart, measure it's beat but enemies don't work together
and that is a feat.
For one another they stab a brother.
Afraid of treason, avoiding the fact.
Only to blink, whine, then turn their backs.
Just cry your lie, for treasons for lovers.
Treason for the dead.
Treason is the reason we're falling further in debt.
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