Wounded by the shadows whispering acts
Voices talking without facts
Never hearing the truth, it knows
Still the whispering grows
Dark veiled lies are perjured without care
Souls damaged beyond repair
Rapier strokes of truth needed
Cutting back tangled webs, weeded
Reaching the cores heart
Deftly the strokes of light invade this part
Dying the lies thrown asunder
Deep into the depths of despair, there they blunder
Lessons for life's lying tongues, be tough
Enough! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! !
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