When You Deceive - Poem by Paul Moosberg
with inconsistent consistencies your constantly insisting...
the world you view the world you see within your reminiscing.
a raven's not a writing desk a flute is not a lute.
your lies will lay in special ways your truths will talk in twos.
so double speaking two way words with hairs of truth in fraction,
will once again have web woven... to lead a long distraction.
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