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Liar! Liar!

Liar, Liar, pants on fire. When you would be faithful to the only one living God. LIar,Liar,your pants are definitely on fire. When you went a whoring after the other gods... who's the liar ? You are! Liar,Liar pants on fire ; burning and yearning out of control with lust that has consumed and conquered the tip top head. And now, the bottom half of you dominates the tortured top head of you.Storyteller is what you are to the world you see, but a stone cold liar is what you really are. Look in the mirror so you can be set free. Liberty is wrapped up in truth. Get the truth,so you can be on your way to a happier you.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2008




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