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Friday, 18 November 2016
Lie To Me
When my gloom curls up ,
forming rings around my heart,
And my words spread the pain that ensnares my being;
Lie to me.
Tell me happiness starts first as a sadness.
Tell me this thing I feel isn't real.
That none of it is real.
Tell me None of this is real.
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