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[aid] => mick
[title] => The Girl Who Cried Wolf
[time] => 2012-03-01 16:36:30
[hometext] => About my mother, who is a pathalogical liar.
[bodytext] => I don't debate it.
You're quite creative.
But lies are hardly art so we're not speaking much.
Do me a favour.
Just trick me later.
My heart can't take much more of this bleeding stuff.
I'd be lying if I told you I believed a word you said.
In one ear then out my head.
You made it, so go lie in your bed.
Close your mouth, I've closed the door.
Hold my hopes close down to the floor.
Ain't falling for you no more.
She huffed.
Puffed.
Blew your house down.
Watch out my friend,
Don't make a sound.
This girl's crying wolf again.
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