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May 2016
You tell me you want to know,
but tell me what you really mean.
Through the lines, you say, "Lie to me",
scattered dilapidation being the incorrect
way of being. I must let this darkness out,
yet instead I give you light. If only
the light I lied was enough to permeate
my dreary, opaque existence.
~~ Lying to make my life easier is making my life darker indeed. ~~
Scarlet Niamh
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Scarlet Niamh  21/Aberdeen
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