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fake

You blinded me with your words, and you ripped my heart right out of my chest.

You lied through your teeth, calling me perfect and saying I was the one.

Now everything seems dim, nothing is vivid anymore.

The flowers have lost saturation.

My smile has lost meaning.

The muffled sobs at night get louder and louder.

I want to be numb. And the sweet dream of darkness seems more and more welcoming.

And yet, all people see is the fake smile that has no meaning. 

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