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Pretty little liar


Dark, twisted

I'm devious

Circle of lies

Almost michievous

Pretty little liar

A house catch on fire

Devilish sweet angels 

singing in the choir

A bright illuminating light

shine peering through the

window

I hear church bells

I hear faint screaming 

My ears are suddenly bleeding

A fair maiden falls from the ceiling 

Time freezes

Church is quiet

Yet I remain

For I am a pretty little liar

to blame

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