Liar
I'm a liar.
I'm a fake.
I plant a kiss on his lips,
A smile on my face.
I don't care.
I play hard.
Rumors spread
Cut like glass shards.
I'm a liar.
I'm a fake.
I plant a kiss on his lips,
A smile on my face.
This poem is about:
Me
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