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What Lies Beneath a Lie
I have harnessed my power, And I have unleashed its full potential, I am in full control even in rush hour, I dare not tell the truth for I will lose the control. Take me as a bulwark, A shield, defender and guardian angel in a coup, Yes I have all the facts in bank, I dare not tell the truth for I need to protect you. I have worked my head out, Consequently earning irreproachable complect, My reputation supersedes my mistakes, no doubt, I dare not tell the truth for I will lose respect. I have created a slippery slope due to snowball lies, The kind to make an atheist convert, A disbelieving woman believe in bies, I dare not tell the truth for the sake of the trend quirt. See I may have a personality disorder, So the lie doesn’t matter to me anyway, I want it to be the truth recorder, I dare not tell the truth for I compulsively lie each day. Man made money, Money made man’s madness reign, Conceiving greed dripping of honey, I dare not tell the truth for I need financial gain.
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