In an own void of illusions
Where lies of yours become reality
And you feel like you can still deceive
And even moreso how cruel it is
For people around you, to have you
As you are a walking curse of a person
Whose existence could derail reason
The lying self you create
Will soon crumble at your feet
As cruel it is for the wheel of fate
You will face what you truly hate
Then suffer for all you did
So enjoy, enjoy rejoice today
And tomorrow tears will flood
As the laughter and lies you collected
Will crash down on you, in a moment
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