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Pretense

2021-12-08

This life that i lead
figured out, but really not
My face is winning this race,
Although my face lies a lot.

Lies, thrown right on your face,
Sweet vanilla cake frosting
And yet in my sincerest thoughts
These lies are pretty exhausting

You swarm right in my home
suck on my honey-coated lies
and you'll keep barging in
Until you've sucked me dry.

Brainwashed bees still bust in my halls
Of tense, morbid thoughts.
and I'm still trying to figure this out
but in the end, I'm really not.

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