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Jul 2018
A fraud,
A liar
A faulsifier
Burried beneath counterfeit pleasantries and misplaced smiles
I am beguiled
Imprisoned and neglected
Coveting trust
But when fortune turns,
For once in this miserable life
She retreats, from all the mandatory smiles and big little lies
She left me behind in the end,
Maybe I never deserved to be a friend
Stíofáinín
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Stíofáinín  35/F/Ireland
(35/F/Ireland)   
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