Brianna N R Wine (9-29-1995 / USA)
Competing with my own lies
I myself am my biggest liar.
The fantasies I create are delusional
And I make myself believe them.
Unraveled thoughts pursue me to the end, taunting faces marred
No longer just my dreamland, I have shared it all.
I bring everyone in and make them believe, my endless list of lies grows bigger
Deception has marked me its carrier, who knew lies were so beautiful?
Fabrication is vague, the truth so far away.
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