Lying is a funny thing.
Deception becomes easiest.
Who wants to be hurt with with truth when a lie can soften the fall.
Slip of a silver tounge.
Smirk of underserving acceptance.
Who needs to live in this reality when creating it is so much fun.
How do you stop creating.
Existing not truly
Who believes in factuality when nothing is solid in this breath
Dec 3, 2014
Dec 3, 2014 at 2:53 AM UTC
Lying is a funny thing.
Deception becomes easiest.
Who wants to be hurt with with truth when a lie can soften the fall.
Slip of a silver tounge.
Smirk of underserving acceptance.
Who needs to live in this reality when creating it is so much fun.
How do you stop creating.
Existing not truly
Who believes in factuality when nothing is solid in this breath
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