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The difference
What was toxic
And what was love
I was a fool back then
just two people who were each others
favourite person.
Not in love, but
My favourite
My favourite
My favourite
They were my favourite and i was theirs
That was the difference.
My heart was bleeding and so was theirs
We were both at the crime scene
Investigating
But we were both the murderers
of each our own heart.