Lies and Truth
- Jacy Bledsoe
- Nov 29, 2020
- 1 min read
No such thing as little white lies
They all cause the same
Pain, suffering, or endless cries
A lie is the truth's sibling
Twisted with your own little taste
Like a bag of drugs and that shit you laced
You might have a heart...
It's just black and abused
So peoples' lives is what you used?
A time bomb is what you fused
Wait for it to explode
The fire is regret
And debris is your life
Your idea of ending it
Is to use that knife
Remember this
You can't have truth without lies
and you can't have lies without truth
One or the other
Is what you have to choose
Original Creation - 12/26/2011

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