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Lies like a gust of wind
The stronger it is, the more it will be felt
Blows and touches the skin
Then, it feels cold like hard ice
If the ice can be warmed, it will melt
Then the lies that are getting thicker,
Will need to have an unfamiliar place
Because something different,
Will require something new
If lies can't find a new way
Then, slowly it will become the truth
Past the one thing forgotten
Comfort can kill it
See through a lie to reality
You will find the truth
If reality still doesn't give it
Silence the lie
Until it will tell the truth through the lis itself
written by Emil Indarw
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Emil indw
I always use the people around me as inspiration in my writing. They will be special people if you know how to write about them.
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The last two lines - nice!