The Lore of Living Lies
Living lies thus multiply then divide the mind’s eye of their owners
Surreptitiously increasing, they’re distinctively releasing noxious toxins within
their donors
To their chagrin,
Fear lives within
An augmented, exclusively demented, overtly invented place of internal judgment
Finding rejuvenation, removing the devastation, but never full restoration of the
broken covenant
Pensively stained with much disdain, yet clearly aimed, aching hearts will tell a
story
They importune mankind,
And swear of truths with double sides,
And hang the noose between the lines
Much of which is the lore of we.
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