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Nov 2018
Never have I asked before
    How to feel no more.
I thought you wanted me to be happy
    But that's just another lie
Happiness is a lie.
    Like the stories we spin to make ourselves comfortable
Your love is a lie.
    Everything is a lie, nothing is real.
Everything is pain and greed.
    We paint pictures of unicorns and rainbows
Of true love and joy.
    But it's all a lie.
Written by
Katey
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