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Ring, In one short conversation:

First lie- you paid for grandparent's funeral. No, it was already paid by them in advance thru someone else.

Second lie-you know she didn't like father; no, I despised father. The father abused me, because he knew about the real father.

Third lie-It was all about the poisoned chicken, innuendos and leading him to believe by saying "you know she didn't like father."

Fourth lie- I called when father died, lie, lie, lie.

Fifth lie-She copied photos from Facebook, no they were shared, willingly. A snoop and liar.

Sixth lie-I don't know her last name, oh even though it was in the obituary for the father that she submitted.

Seventh truth-I haven't talked to her in like thirty years, well that was the only truth.

Every time you lie you have a snarky little "huh, hu".
after you tell it, a little "huh, hu".

How many times have you lied? God knows, I know. 

Too many times, God knows, I know, they knew.

Soon others will see right through your fake smiles, tears and lies.

There really are monsters who walk among us, they are keeping secrets and covering them with lies, their mask is made pretty with a smile and a compassionate look.

Shame on all who manipulate, lie and control others with an agenda, bent on revenge and getting even, as it was once said by the liar.

I can tell you that there are people out there who will twist, bend and make stories up to fit their lies. I know some who have even gone so far as to invent stories to create a fake relationship they supposedly had with someone to sabotage that person's other relationships. Even lying about how close they were to someone they are lying about. Then telling those "I don't know why "huh, uh" she doesn't love me, I love her." All the while the mask they wear is crying, but only for an effect.
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