They fall like pebbles do down into the sand. Not knowing where they will fall next, not knowing where they will land.
Lies roll off your tongue like a waterfall.Hidden away deep within, rests the truth, and the truth reveals all.
A quicksand of wonder, a quicksand of pain, waiting and waiting; looking into a mirror, the reflection, filled with destain.
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Lies never stand, they fall. And when they do, the truth stands in place.