Liar
With lips dipped in honey
You attract helpless flies
And ambitions much like money
You spit your sweetened lies
Your tongue coated in chocolate
And fingers finely fixed
You try conquering the world
By playing your dirty tricks
Those eyes cuddled by hate
Stare me down from hill to plain
With your apple of discord
You try but in vain
But when you stop, it shall rain
Copyright © Carlton Platt | Year Posted 2013
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