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Jun 2018
Lies
They seep down your throat as if a liquid
lies coil your insides strangling their innocence and youth
the pain won’t cease until you’ve admitted your fibs
and by that time the lies have already called dibs
on your heart which is forever scarred
and your gut which is to always remain empty
Written by
Emma K
184
   Fawn
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