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Sweet Little Lies
Poem no. 8
Oh sweet little lies,
The words we use as an excuse
Or to accuse, we have abused
It so much, we can't pay the price
Those light, delicate words,
Its origins so blurred
Pierce like a stray arrow
In the veins where blood cells flow
...
Oh sweet little lies,
The words we use as an excuse
Or to accuse, we have abused
It so much, we can't pay the price
Those light, delicate words,
Its origins so blurred
Pierce like a stray arrow
In the veins where blood cells flow
...
