I know that you were lying
There was, of truth, a trace
I saw it in your eyes
It's on your stupid face

I heard your words, dishonest
Between your teeth they pace
I think I'd like to slap you
Right on your stupid face

Presently, I ponder
Your lies fall with such grace
If only I could stop them
And shut your stupid face

My ears, forever crying
Now I have lost the race
Your lies will never falter
I hate your stupid face

Stupid Face

There is nothing  
*Little* 
nor 
*White*
about a lie.

They are both as 
*Broad*
*&* 
*Black* 
as the 
*Night* 
is 
*Dark.*


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