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Dec 2020
the world will sell you something fake
and its lies will seem real
if you want to believe

white lies are simply just the truth refracted
in order to keep us pushing
its warm embrace feels safe
but like a lying mother
its tight grip is suffocating

her warmth revealing itself
as radiation rather than devotion
activating the cancers within us
just to **** what she was meant to take care of
Written by
mark soltero  23/M/Texas
(23/M/Texas)   
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