The Pretty Lies.

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The Pretty little lies.
So easy to disguise.
The words "I'm fine."
Slip out to Quickly.
You, and Only you know,
That you've lost your mind.
Every breath is a Battle, every day is a war,
And I don't I'm winning anymore.
"Perfect."
I muttered, Dropping my Pencil.
I always loved poetry, but this poem, wasn't even for me.


A/N
I know it's short, but it's kind of an Introduction. Until Next time, Farewell
*tumble weed rolls as I Dissapear.*

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