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Jan 2020
I lie.
Then I lie
To cover up my lie
With a lie.

All these lies
Are stifling
But I can never say
The truth.

You won’t
Accept
My truth.

Why would you?
I lie too much.
Written by
Malia  17/F/Stuck in my home :p
(17/F/Stuck in my home :p)   
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