By Farah
Submitted by twisted_lie
Date: 2008 Nov 09
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Lies. We always tell ourselves lies, they are the reason that we carry on in lives. Torn up and apart in a reality conceived with a whole bunch of lies. Carefully embroidered with refined deception.
We sip a taste of happiness and glimpse the rainbows of tomorrow, only to embrace showers of knitted twisted truth..Love does not exist. I refuse to live a lie again.