She claims her intentions are pure.
And blames me for not having fate in us.
He wanted more than I could ever give
But was not ready to pay the price.
For all things hers, she had a motive.
She desires bliss but her heart is a mess.
A mess, he made of me.
Just because he could not contain the best I gave.
The best of lies!
The web of lies she spun around my heart!
A heart he gave but still held back
Suffocating me with unfaithfulness despite been faithful.
What we were had no use for a heart
We traded on our desires
Despite knowing our status, you led me on
Now, who do we say spun the webs of lies?
DIALOGUE BY FAVOUR WIH AND PUBLIUS CRASSUS (JIA)