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May 2018
Backstabber,
Liar,
Faker,
These were the names I was acknowledged with,
Even if they were all cliches to me,
I find myself panicking abruptly,
Never thought I would experience this,
EVER!

They were the cheaters,
Or should I say Pretty Little Liars?
They were all good in consoling,
Which easily made me,
To buy their LIES

I am now left behind,
Those who said I'm pretty....stabbed in my back,
Those who said I'm kind....faked their compliments,
And those who said I'm strong....are the liars indeed,
And I was called the CHEATER?!
Written by
Durga Sriletchummi Ramis  17/F/Malaysia
(17/F/Malaysia)   
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