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Literature Text
It really wasn't truthful,
And I know that I can twist the words.
Whenever I am feeling lucky, I just smile and hold a pose.
Its a simple arrangement from A to Z
I pick the sequence while you sit and listen quietly.
Does that mean I am happy, or maybe sad.
Its funny that you should ask...
Because when I look at my reflection, I know.
When I see myself one on one, I know.
Right there standing in front of me is a killer.
Someone who takes pain and hides it behind lies
When you find it out, I kill a certain emotion inside.
I kill the trust with snake like tongue,
I make it seem like bliss while mentally I am on the run
But when I get the chance,
I look in the mirror and know exactly what's wrong.
I am the problem.
I am a lie.
I was the one you needed, only to leave you to cry.
So please, don't feel sorry.
Don't feel grief or feel mad...
I am the monster,
Not you, nor your friends.
There is a special place waiting for me
It isn't in heaven or under your bed
No, it will be with the devil.
He'll look and say,
Lie for me, or you really will be dead.
This poem reflects with everyone who has lied to much in their life, me included when i was LITTLE! I have since changed than, but when i used to do it. I knew exactly what i was doing, i always knew where i was going because of it. Its like a cig, we just cant have one.
