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I lied.
Once again, I lied. Like all the times before, I lied. But maybe, I was confused, and just maybe, I needed space. But I lied. And now, I have to take 2 steps back, when in truth, I wanted to move forward. but I lied. and I don't have something to fall back on, because I lied. Now nothing is what it seems, can't remember, what I wanted to say, I lied again. To hide the truth. ran out of options, because I lied. And even liars, end up in tears. And even liars, they bleed too. Because even liars, are just too scared. And I'm a liar. because I lied.
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