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Jan 8
Made me see that I'm the prettiest girl in his eyes,
then hurt me for believing it.
Fooled me once and twice,
With a heart as cold as ice.
Every part of me was "sacrif-iced"
In the name of love, but it was just in my mind
Truth untold it was me and the devil, not me and the lover.
Written by
Sara Sanhoury
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