To Hold
Untruths a whisper
Fallen from your lips
Save for another
will forgive your slips
But I truth teller
cannot forgive with ease
A day will come when you
need a hand to squeeze
Be gone with your hooded lies
The darkness within your soul
For I hold only lightness
And will till I grow old
One day you will find yourself
All alone in a world so cold
You'll find that all your lies got
Was fakness which to hold
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