Her Unforgettable Lie

Another Lie

Everyone left,

And she's all alone,

Just the way she wants to be,

Without a soul.

Simply just her world,

And her own emotions,

All by herself,

In her delusion.

Now imperfect,

In every way,

She takes a breath,

And dares to say:

"I am who I am.

And I've found my way."

But it's a lie,

She knows,

She can't deny.

The End

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