Fear Is a Liar
Words roll off your tongue, like a wet pile of dung. Do you not know what you say, one day you will need to pay. You tell a little lie, then you make many cry. Your name is now liar, how do you like your new attire. I think it fits you well, with your new smell. You can never again be trusted, so many are now disgusted. Was it really worth it, to be a counterfeit. Truth will always win, over your deadly sin.
Date Written: 1/14/2023
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