Liar
You want an excuse rather than a reason
Just go ahead lie more it’s fitting in any season
You say you love but you don’t even what it means
You promise things but your need to lie is feens
Addicted and tangled in all your webs you wove
Your words are as empty as the pot on the stove
Did you ever speak one single word of truth?
I declare you are ruthless and have no couth.
Lies, lies all that flows from your gaping mouth
Truth to you is as far apart as the North is to South
The only truth you will ever tell is when you die
Because without any breath left you can’t tell a lie
CDK
2-16-2026
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Cynthia Keffer
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