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For the first time i looked at you and you looked soo ordinary to me
I embraced you and couldn't feel a thing
We kissed and i couldn't see no "butterflies"
Moving on or should i say unloving was the most arduous thing ever
I got soo entangled in my obsessions
Ensnared in your perfidious love
A prisoner of love i could say i was
I gradually relieved myself of your bond
Alas, this prisoner is liberated
Guess wah?life out here, free from you and your love is soo much invigorating
I have ME to myself once more π
So you're single again huh ? β»