Lies

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I lie to myself.

By saying it will all be fine.

Hopefully one day

It will be, when my life isn't on the line.

But until then,

I will write my story with an ink pen.

Each word, Each phrase

Represents something more than just a phase

But my life is just full of lies.

And only I listen to all my cries.

I'm locked inside a cage of lies.

That I tell myself everyday aren't true, but they always seem to rise.

But I will keep hoping,

That one day I will be fine.

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