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Jan 12
In every word, a web of deceit is spun,
I am full with your lies, a heavyweight,
With each false promise, trust becomes undone,
My heart, once pure, now stained with bitter hate.

The truth, elusive, hides behind your eyes,
A mask of innocence, you wear so well,
But deep within, a darkness slowly lies,
A tale of falsehoods, a deceitful spell.

Oh, how I long for honesty's embrace,
To rid my soul of this deceitful game,
But in your lies, I find no saving grace,
Only shattered dreams and lingering shame.

Though lies may fill me, I'll break free one day,
And find the truth, in love's pure light, I'll stay.
IF I COULD UNTAIL TRUTH. I AM AFRAID IT WILL SPOIL ALL OF YOUR LIES.
sandip bohara chhetri
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sandip bohara chhetri  27/M/KATHMANDU
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