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Why did shy lie?

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I wish you didn’t lie Or hurt me this bad But took a lying dagger And your target was my heart
I tried to block with love But you had too much strength Was it your pretty face? Or the pretty lies you pretend.

Last Chapter: THE MAGIC OF VALENTINE’S DAY

When I woke up today, I told myself that I will be happy today. At least I will smile and make it believable. This was because I was tired of all the pity looks thrown towards me by my colleagues in office, not to mention all my friends looked at me like a small puppy that walked with a limp. It is hard enough to be ugly, but when you are ugly and single, you are everybody’s pity case. To put salt on open wounds, I was ugly/single/and with no social skills which just made me the lowest form species available. The hierarchy was, there were (1) happy people, after them came (2) good-looking people, after them were (3) the singles, below them were (4) dogs, cats, and all the animals, and finally (5) after 50 feet of dirt and shit came my existence in the world.