Art of Saying a Lot Yet Saying Nothing At All
An abundance of mimicked truth yet oozing falsehood
Leaving a dubious ironic emotional attitude
Simulating a true person’s being hypocritical
Showed as a soul-less insanely monstrous criminal
Recognizing ambiguity painted in your unique brilliant colors
No matter how you curve it, your words still weigh like anchors
Cunning are your sneaky attempts at a vagueness
The are of your game is far from being stated as genius
The illusion of your meaning is not being judged
It’s the meaning of that illusion I won’t begrudge
Twisting your morbid stories into enigmatic fables
Trying to paint yourself as the innocent of all angels
Conforming naive minds into perceiving what isn’t right
Leaving one to believe it’s themself that they fight
Perplexed a complex thought allowing deceit
Fueling the tellers ever hunger of feeding their conceit
Yet I do not pass judgement, you bring about that result
The perceived illusion you brought it’s your fault
Allowing the multi talent of twisting words to your end
The vagueness in saying a lot by saying nothing, letting no one in
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