Lies seem to achieve short term gain, however, in the long run, the damage that deception causes is unhealthy for the person being deceitful.
We deceive and we fib, To fulfil a desire. We tell ourselves We aren’t really a liar. We might be afraid Of what others suspect, Of being exposed As mentally wrecked. We might be afraid Of being detected, But every lie leaves Us more disconnected. From peace, trust , and friends From people and repute. Lies leave us aware We are filling with guilt. So don’t white lie, don’t fib. Don’t deceive nor distort. Since when all is done, It’s to the mirror you report.
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