I feel ugly from the inside.
I hurt you, your heart,
I played with it in my hands
as you fell in love
with my character.
A lie,
that's all it was,
a fraud with my face.
Myself,
some one I desired to be,
made to come real,
because I was not him...
My words were your man,a friend was all I thought.
But no, it went too far
for you fell in love
with my words,
that face,
not me.
I am not him.
A she cannot' be a he.
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