A Sweet Little Lie
I struggle to tell her this truth,
I consult with her pleasing smile.
Woe is a world where flaws exist,
As stains breed until flavors amend.
She hears me mince through fearful smarm,
Pandora hopes she leaves this peek alone.
A whim which daunts a doting kiss,
My muse weeps with this ugly breath.
If her heart breaks then mine will too,
She deserves a sweet little lie.
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Contest Entry: A Special Secret
Sponsor: Lewis Raines
Copyright © Jesse Day | Year Posted 2016
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