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Pale Summit Of Lies

Deadly as you are You are a pure reflection of my very being Nonetheless I am ever so intrigued by this fiend of my very seeing. The hypocrisy and dishonesty of the world envisioned Is nothing but a song of lies A tale of corruption provisioned To deceive the blind the weak minded and unfortunate beings. Unfortunate beings that have become victims to falsehood. Not to be misunderstood with clear honey and a bag of stale potato chips. The mother or the woman with the child bearing hips. I am tall and free from the cruel harsh world, I am a pale summit of lies.

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