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Red lies

by @ai1327

I don’t understand why they say the red color means love.. Red is the blood, Red is the pain, The devil’s food, The want of fame; Red is the fire, Red is the meat, The heart of a liar, The way to cheat. Don’t trust the red lips that are saying sweet things; they’re lying.
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Written by
ai1327
17 / F / Italy
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Written by
ai1327
17 / F / Italy
Published
Feb 4, 2018
Time
1m
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But, at the end, we can’t trust anyone... even we are lying to ourselves

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#red#lips#lies#trust#love
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