Lies

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Lies.

Too many people tell them.

Too many people receive them.

It's a circle,

It never stops.

They say the truth hurts,

But I'd rather take that pain

Than the pain of knowing you trusted someone,

And they played you like a fool.

Lies are the stinging of cold rain,

Landing a shivering body surrounded by no one.

Lies are tools,

They create emotional stains.

I've learned over the years

That those you believe in most:

Those you trust the most,

Are the ones who use these tools.

Maybe they try to protect you,

But in the real world,

No one protects you.

You must protect yourself.

I would rather suffer the pain of one thousand gunshot wounds,

Than the pain of someone I trust lying.

But then again,

It all the same.





A/N

It's been rough.

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