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Too Many Lies

My mate, at times, tells many lies. I try to understand, how is it that that lie, Became so big, That, I can’t tell the truth. At times, when he speaks his words just doesn’t sink in. He whisper the sound of truth, But once again, I don’t understand. The lies has become so wide that, The words aren’t understood. He poses as the innocent victim, When he tries to explain, the truth, of a lie. He tries every thing in the book. But some how, how he forgets, That I have the book of truth, Where it explains, How innocent liars can deceive the true heart of the real innocence. So, when he comes at night, With his dumb explanations and aggravation. I take out my book of lies and look it up And see that he is a lie, too.

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