Still Perfect
I could never imagine,
you lying to me.
in my eyes,
you were perfect.
if you told me pigs could fly,
i would believe it.
if you told me paint was pudding,
i would eat it.
but the sad thing is,
you told me you loved me,
and i believed it.
you told me that you would never do anything to hurt me,
and i believed it.
and now, i cant believe,
that i believed such a lying dirty fool,
but i did.
and the worst part is....
youre still perfect to me.
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