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I hate the pictures that we take Perserving the memories of these mistakes Falling down flat on the floor Seeing these problems we flaunt and more I hate the frames we house them in Showing the laughter, the fun, the sin Proving only that we can fail In these bodies, warn and frail I hate the lies that we both lead The carriage of doubt drawn by the steed Faking the smile we wear with a frown Downing the sorrow, slowly we drown The one thing I've got left to hate Is the lie I've told, an open gate The door that you can see right through Scream at me till black and blue I know I shouldn't tell you this But its something big I knew you'd miss I'm sorry my dear, I've failed again Maybe this is my latest trend