"I am hearing poetry when awake, dreaming poetry when asleep, breathing poetry with each breath, I am living in a poem."

Sunday, July 11, 2010

Liar's Lips

From a liar’s lips comes untruth
As does the argument
No one can be believed

Dishonesty’s paranoia that
All are just like him
Deceivers twisting truth


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