DECEIT...

Behind the jail the love remains

The true of your spine still touchable

Behind the gates the darkness turns gray

But your lies haven't gone, still attached here.

Had never heard: "I love you" from your perspective.

I'm still waiting to hear it, i guess I'll die waiting

I know already you don't love me.

Used to before, but now they're just souvenirs.

But the taste, the touch and the glances that we both did

Will never go away even they still attached somewhere me.

I'll never forget about all the love one day many years ago you gave me

I can be forbidden for someone else but never for you...