Treasure Island

maria sudibyo

(280883 / parist van java)

I like him because he is a liar


I like him because he is a liar
Over twelve angry men, he is the worst
His words full of thorns never the rose
The dark aura is always swirling around him
But he is so predictable, he is such a bad liar

I like him because he is a liar
His sharp glare makes the others stay away
He barks when someone intrudes his comfort zone
He has a talent to become infamous and cold
But his reaction is so enjoyable, he is such a sweet liar

I like him because he is a liar
He never shows his true feeling, he is the opposite
He just three times dangerous than usual
It never works for me, it’s kind of little sad
He always moves like my plan, he is such a fool liar

Submitted: Friday, December 03, 2010

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