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The Art of Deceit.

I hide behind a guileless face; shameful. I can't stand to see what lies inside. You dredge up everything I've kept buried away. All my secrets, my fears, my shattered dreams. I'm always caught between the anger and apathy. What is it that you want from me? You, with your faithless eyes and lusty lies. Forever building me up just to watch me fall, Giving me everything, only to snatch it away. At the end of the day, you're no savior. But I refuse to break.
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Written by
ariana-1
American
Published
May 30, 2012
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Not about a specific person per se, more like a mash up about everyone who's been bringing me down lately.

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