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I convince myself conforming my thoughts changing my memories lies I tell others relaying imagery that has never been seen by my own eyes but I believe them to be true the stories insanity my own lies turn to fact in my mind and i wonder what is real anymore confusion my life is a lie my mind is convoluted but sometimes it is better that way
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Aug 26, 2014
Aug 26, 2014 at 3:14 PM UTC
Lies
I convince myself conforming my thoughts changing my memories lies I tell others relaying imagery that has never been seen by my own eyes but I believe them to be true the stories insanity my own lies turn to fact in my mind and i wonder what is real anymore confusion my life is a lie my mind is convoluted but sometimes it is better that way
I believe I am something I am not, to hide from myself the memories of what I have done. But doesn't the past make me who I am today? And yet I have altered my past memories. I am my own lie.
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Aug 26, 2014
Aug 26, 2014 at 3:14 PM UTC
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