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I'm not a bad liar. I don't think so anyway. Over the short 16 years of my life I have managed to lie myself into a small square of safety, but sometimes I try too hard and the truths slip out between my teeth, ruining the square. I have to watch it crumble beneath my feet. Then I'm falling. Falling through truths, truths that make sure that everyone knows my truths are wrong.

But it's the lies that keep me safe.

Safe from death, safe from torture and safe from myself

Safe from myself.

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