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this is for those who are sick of lies and betral. |
| Frustration, Always there, always building. Lies, Always being told, never being stopped. Why, A question appearing everywhere, on everything. Truth, A lovely word, unable to be touched. Lock, I will use the strongest one, those lies will never escape again. Pain, The effect of so many stories told. Friendships, Lost from so many untold truths. Help, That is all I need to be rid or these ghastly mirages. Soon, A time frame till my life gives way. Bind, An action performed to my unruly tongue. Dreams, Adventures told in my many lies. How, Something I will never know, something I will never understand. |