I hate you because you said you loved me
And all the lies that I was stupid to believe...

I can see your state of mind
Fifteen years...

Aesthetic is your love, flawless, like the...
Such a preferable love, promises and parols I cant...

Regardless to the measurements of time,
yet I sustain a token of retentiveness...

Wish I was a prevaricator, so I can tell you about...
that they are gone-- erased-- out of my mind...

There's an enlightment, and it's dead on target...
If only I had the power to see the forecoming...