Eleven

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anime, tokyo ghoul, and kaneki image

My laughter is boring
The melody is cringing
The act I'm pulling
I keep faking
Everything
It's tiring
It's torturing
I keep feeling
Guilty of lying
Can't you see I'm fading
I don't think I can hold it much longer
Sooner or later
I'll change for the better
The me you see
Is a liar
She's not real
She's dead
The me you see
Is a traitor
From her own self
She's guilty
Of her own death.




- wolf

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