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Each new morning brings with it a new set of lies, little white lies, told not to hurt, but to make live more pleasant. People tell these lies to protect themselves and their reputation. Of cause, every now and then, the day arrives when someone finally decides to tell the truth.
Each new day brings with it a new set of lies. The worst are the ones we tell ourselves before we fall asleep. We whisper them in the dark, telling ourselves that we are happy, or that he is happy; that we can change, or that he will change his mind. We persuade ourselves that we can live with our sins, or that we can live without him. Yes, each night before we fall asleep we lie to ourselves in the desperate, desperate hope that come morning, it will all be true
Each new day brings with it a new set of lies. The worst are the ones we tell ourselves before we fall asleep. We whisper them in the dark, telling ourselves that we are happy, or that he is happy; that we can change, or that he will change his mind. We persuade ourselves that we can live with our sins, or that we can live without him. Yes, each night before we fall asleep we lie to ourselves in the desperate, desperate hope that come morning, it will all be true