fake news
All those eyes and
stories told,
impressions made of
lives that we live.
By low lights and candle flames,
we intend to show some interest.
But lets be honest
All that gets spread
are these truths we twist
and white lies we want you to believe.
Because we all know that
in the end
nobody really cares.
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