Whatever you say

Luna Infante, Staff Writer
February 18, 2023

Every time

I am whispered these bitter lies

I cover them in sugar

I try to soften their taste

They come from a pretty mouth

A pretty mouth just like yours

You said you loved me

Stupidly,

I believed you

He says he loves me, too

Stupidly,

I believe him

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