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| I am tired of it all The lies, the truth Only misty lies escape my mouth Truth clouded in the safety of falsehood To not be myself is what kills me People hate me for being me Your love is immoral Evil, Devilish, a Sin Lies all lies Tiring lies Silence is a deadly prison |
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| � D. R. Vecchione | ||||||||||
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