dear fucking liar

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you're standing right in front of me 

and I can't help but feel dizzy 

you're getting closer to me 

I'm no longer free 


you're hugging me energetically 

saying 'I won't do this again I promise!' 

'Promise no more!,' I implore

cause you've been feeding me with all your lies 

and I'm not hungry anymore. 

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