Dishonesty
Into all the truth you bathe in, lovers,
Will drip the tiniest drop of deceit;
Whether it be just small dark water that dissolves
Neutralised
In the Crystal stream,
Whether it be venom that turns the
Pure flow sour and shows up your one blue
Vein of deception,
Only time will tell, and that time,
Believe me,
Can oppress as much as lies.
Copyright © Paul James | Year Posted 2009
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