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Anatomy of Deception




I don't trust my feet...they're clumsy


Sometimes I find myself in places I don't wanna be.


My eyes only see what they wanna see


No matter how real or surreal it may be


My hands reach out to the darkness in front of me


My nose only catches the scent of a memory


You see my ears only catch words that its forbidden to hear


My mouth utters whispers, lies, even ineffable truths


This body that I possess is so untrustworthy


I swear one of these days I would just catch fire


But my soul just won't let me...


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