LiesA Poem by FocusedAmnesia20% life, 80% lies.From top to bottom, I'm buried alive; inside, Completely consumed. On each side I'm tied, Weighed down by the pain. A robot on the outside, Yet being eaten from within, My stone-cold mask is applied; Trying to keep it from crumbling. I sit here wide-eyed, A body full of lies. © 2010 FocusedAmnesiaFeatured Review
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