I always knew it, but I let you go on,
with your shadow games, your siren songs,
I wanted to dance on the thread of your illusions,
to explore the abyss of your thousand and one reasons.
I watched you, like a river, flowing through your lies,
flashes of fantasy in your delirious nights,
the same stories that fed your ego,
golden whispers that floated in the air.
I, like a spectator, in the play of your life,
captivated by your charm, by your laughter on fire,
but deep down I knew it was an uncertain game,
a dance of mirrors, a covered love.
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