Eating lies.
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The truth of the tongue was fed to the dogs
They spread the romour.
Till it seemed like sweetened comedy
The truth of the tongue was unheard
It was blown by air
They took it as despair
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Indeed patience bled despair
The tongue lies in lies
The ears are for decoration
What can legs do?
Just move in pretence without pretext
The eyes appreciate doom
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But the soul yearns for judgement
Of lives that live once and destroy forever.
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As we loose conscience to the wolves
We fight not to be part of the bitter memories of regret.
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©®Bamu2017©
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