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May 2015
Can I ask why we are playing pretend,
we've hit a bump in the road
and we're just carrying on like it was never there.
Hoping that the lies will be able to smoothen it out
so that no one will see the cracks it left behind.
But what if I am done pretending
Written by
chloe-alex  England
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