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Don’t look Just hide All the lies Overt your eyes from the truth Don’t lift The plush Keep hush We’re in no rush to see the reason for your rage Don’t speak The truth Or play sleuth What’s the use of cleaning up all that mess? Don’t confront We’ll fight For the right To lose sight of our past injustices to you Just sweep Get a broom There’s more room For the gloom It’ll fit under this beautiful rug If you don’t Or you shout Strikeout or pout We will cast you out of this web of ours Go on Be sincere Face our fear You don’t belong here and never will again.
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Aug 21, 2020
Aug 21, 2020 at 9:52 AM UTC
Under the rug
Don’t look Just hide All the lies Overt your eyes from the truth Don’t lift The plush Keep hush We’re in no rush to see the reason for your rage Don’t speak The truth Or play sleuth What’s the use of cleaning up all that mess? Don’t confront We’ll fight For the right To lose sight of our past injustices to you Just sweep Get a broom There’s more room For the gloom It’ll fit under this beautiful rug If you don’t Or you shout Strikeout or pout We will cast you out of this web of ours Go on Be sincere Face our fear You don’t belong here and never will again.
People don't like to see the truth, even when it's under their nose. Sometimes, we have to practice to be honest from a place of no-ego, which is pretty difficult. We'll see where it gets me.
#family#truth#lies#deception#honesty#ego
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Aug 21, 2020
Aug 21, 2020 at 9:52 AM UTC
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