Lifetimes of Lies
I was so young the first time,
like many others.
Santa Clause,
The lie should be a crime.
A bit older and in school,
like many others.
Our history,
Lieing is the Golden rule.
And now a bit older still,
like many others.
Love is forever,
He lied for his thrill.
Now all grown up,
like many others.
Freedom,
I'm fed, on lies I sup.
I fell for these once,
like many others,
I'm sure mores to come.
I won't believe,
I'm not a dunce.
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