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Apr 2019
Why do we lie
When we panic
Say I love you
Then yell **** it
We choose neglect
And that's tragic
It's a secret
Little habit
Falling so down
Just to wake up
In a limbo
We can't make up
Living a life
Mimic a game
It's deja vu
It's all the same...






In the end
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