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Honesty Is But Fiction

Rating: 2.7

These days the world is a place so cold
I wear a genuine smile as a lie's being told
That I assume is the truth, very deeply in my heart
but then there's a doubt that starts.
The man says that he is going through
and needs some help, by means of cash.
I look at him sideways, I don't want to be cross
but I'm not sure what his intentions are.
So I ask out of curiousity what it is he will do
with the money that I put in his hands

and he assures me that it will go to good use,
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Roshni 12 April 2018

Awesome thought Sir... Thanks

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Ashika Murali Acharya 30 October 2017

So quite true. Nice narrative

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Stefanie Fontker 27 August 2011

Honestly, I usually give money to homeless people with sign saying they WILL use my money to buy drugs and alcohol, I feel like I at least know where my money's going then. Nice poetry though, I understand that you wanted to help this man, but instead indirectly helped him continue to ruin it.

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