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Sep 21
I feel so foolish
When my eyes see
The truth,
But still, love hearing
The lies that you speak
Like it's comforting words
To listen to
As I sleep, 
Almost feels like
A lullaby with
A wolf bearing out
Its teeth.
Written by
Marcella Faye  24/F
(24/F)   
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     annh, Godawan and Ana Bean
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