NAPATSORN TREESAP

Sweetheart, the author of my sweet story
Protecting me like a knight in a shiny armour
Warming me with his sweet embrace willingly
I surrendered to him on the very first day

Lover, the author of my bittersweet story
Pretending to provide the solace I need
Betraying my faith and my loyalty
A prize for the stupidity to live in a dark cave

Liar, the author of my sorrowful story
Leading me distressing, despairing, and grieving
Lurking his demon with his sweetest embrace
Deceiving me with a tremendous banquet but full of killers

Killer, the author of my dreadful story
Stabbing a knife at me when I fully fall asleep
Losing his own rose for his imbecility
Dying easily as if our deceptive love

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