lies
i am my father's child
a wicked tongue
to match a lifelong trial
lies spill from my lips
sweet as candy
soft as summer rain
life under my mother's strict gaze
never quite entertaining
new stories
new half truths
new places, new people;
i am my father's child
a scheming heart
embellished fables spring from my lips
strong as the current
abundant as a river
flowing harshly
eroding the innocent child
i could've been
my mother's cold gaze softening finally
as i spill my last lie
and it is ok
it is perfectly fine
for i am as sweet as candy
soft as summer rain
strong as the current
abundant as the river lethe
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