When was the last time we had it

Joy said she’s around
But I never felt her presence
Was it a lie?

Captured in the mood of culture
I run left and right
Helter skelter

I laid once on my back
I shouldn’t have
Told you how I felt when do waste my time
You did it again

You look me in the eye and smiled
Then you shook my hand and pulled me up close
Gently you strack the dagger into my side

What is that called
Yes utmost disregard

A friend turned enemy
A lover turned disloyal
A jewel turned chaff

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