F a k e .
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We smoke french fries to betray our lingering thoughts while imagining how it would be to smoke a cigarette
My heart beats to an unnatural tone when you're around.
All the family photos in my house are fake but you would never know why.
Our smiles are made of plastic; yet we call ourselves pure.
We get high off of the smell of roses cooped up in a scented perfume bottle
You say I'm beautiful inside and out, but with every breath this beauty is drifting away - you will never know
We drink grape juice out of wine bottles because we're so caught up in a fantasy that we cannot, no longer conquer.
But I swear upon the heavens that I am not fake.
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