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She was part of a cult out of town
Yet she never seemed too worried to come by
Taking part in small talk and lies
Then we'd kiss in my room in silence
She was under the impression
All the globes on my desk were a lie
She prophesied while she stroke my back
Her touch so naive to the senses
I might say that I
Was head over heels
For a girl seeking forgiveness
But I know in her eyes
I was just a doomed guy
In a world shredded to pieces
Don't have to say
That she was not like others girls
I ever met outside of the convention
She seemed to live so pure
Untouched by the equation
Of fake smiles,
And forced ejaculations
I could've tried
To pull her close to my lies
But I never found
The time or will to try
There was something unbroken
In her eyes she was stolen
By me
She seemed to like
How ignorant I was
Slightly talkative and prone to overshare
Sublimely inefficient with my words
I build I prison in her heart
She never seemed to escape
She was part of a cult out of town