Life.

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A girl was born in a world full of hate.

And nothing could change her twisted fate.

Why I lie is a question you ask

And it's a question you won't get past

And I lie for protection to keep myself safe

And over the phone you call me fake

But you don't understand that when you take my hand, a part of me breaks and my heart starts to ache.

Because you call me fake.

And I try to hide the fact that I'm breaking inside.

So I lie. And I try.

And every night I cry. And pieces of me die but I try. So I lie.

I'm breaking inside.

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