Lie to me when your heart is in it.
Let me be your only witness.
I close my eyes to her existence.
Treat me like your only princess.
If I should sever the infected part of my heart,
Try you for war crimes against my naked love,
Castrate you with my shattered pieces of self-esteem,
Who will kiss and hold me until the hurt dissolves?
I rise to find a more suited ilk,
The honorable that wear morality like silk,
Yet despite how I am beheld and loved when I am gone,
When I am not, their affection leaves me so alone.
Your worship of me despite what I could not see,
Is second to no one that has championed me.
I am the greatest instrument in your symphony,
And as I am played I surrender to this bliss willfully.
Against my will I concede to the way you love me,
I retreat to a settlement in love as a plea.
I forgo commonsense to embrace the dream,
To be treated like a queen as long as you lie to me.
Resume the role of my greatest friend,
Lie to me and let's pretend,
Because love is blind in the end.
~ Ivory
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