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the brick wall

and the lies that you tell
all of you
they build up
slowly they build up around me

each lie is one brick
and bricks make a wall
and that wall,
It'll get so high

and by the time you've finished
telling these lies
you won't even notice
that you can't see me
anymore

By the time you're done
telling these lies
You won't even notice
that I'm gone

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Written November 13th, 2004

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  • cry in paradise
    November 14, 2004
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    hi, that was like the most awesome comment ever. THANKS! hmm...maybe we could start our own support group, call it the laa, lied about anonymous anyway, thanks


  • anyonita jenea
    November 13, 2004
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    i can relate...by the time the people in my life were done telling their lies i was no where to be found...i became someone different...i became who i am today and they just look at me and wonder what happened...not knowing that they did this to me.
    you have done an awesome job on this...the background fits nicely, the truth emitted is wonderfully told. i enjoyed this. blessed be.
    anyonita