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Oct 2022
Little Lies

     I really don’t know, I guess pathetic
Is the only word that comes to mind
Yet you knowingly still tell your lies
When the truth isn’t hard to find

I’m not a wise man by any means
But it doesn’t take much to realize
You’d never be a good actor because
You can’t even fake a poor disguise

I can see the evil Aurora that surrounds
You as it invades attempting to Demonize
And as you utter your words, I can see
The fluctuation in your eyes

I don’t know who you’re trying to impress
But none of us were born yesterday
So just some information I give for free
No one believes anything you say

Only God can save you, I can only pray
But as long as you believe you
You’ll be lost in your own whirlwind
Never knowing what is really true

Under your feet, you’re slowly losing
Any solid ground upon which you stand
There’s nothing but fire below
I’m just trying to help you understand

So if you wish to turn it around
Then quickly a plan you must devise
Because I can tell ya all roads to Hell
Begin with just telling Little Lies

Written By:Charles Kean
Copyright © 10/27/2022
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Chuck Kean
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Chuck Kean  62/M/Ohio
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