Liar
Molten rings of fire,
Encrusted spikes of hate.
Devil-haunted liar,
You'll pay at any rate.
Deceiving, horrid monster,
Crumbling burnt-out rain.
All the tales will cost her,
Never mind the pain.
Living the dying acid heat,
Crushing the putrid dove.
The smoldering heart will never beat,
If you toss away the love.
Crippled hope and crippled sin,
Entwined by that wicked lie.
Your shame besieging morbid grin,
As you watch the poor girl cry.
Copyright © Katherine Livingstone | Year Posted 2006
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