Jolanta Gradowicz

The Truth

I want you to feed me with lies.
I don’t want to wake up to know
The only Truth – I am not wise,
I lost my prudence years ago…

Don’t spoil my good mood and my joy,
Keep the truth for yourself only.
Lie to me like a naughty boy.
Lie! I don’t want to be lonely…

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Poem Submitted: Friday, May 5, 2006
Poem Edited: Saturday, February 24, 2007

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