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Deception


Deception. It is sneaky, insidious, slippery, and questionable. It slithers around its victim, slowly killing it. It coils itself, bonds itself, makes itself seem real. It whispers its lies as truth, making it seem believable- not a little, but a lot. It gives the appearance of a friend, but is your worst enemy. It has many heads- two, three, four, sometimes more- that convince you dying is actually living. Deception. It is truly bent on your Destruction.
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