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Lies

September 15, 2008
By Anonymous

How can they keep coming
They come this way
And that way

From that person to
This person
They go around and around
Until it stops on the dot

That is how lies are
Or are they that way
They could be covered
To be covered

Or could they be
Like a train
Where without the
Lies the train would
Slow and slow until
They are revealed
In one large
Booming catastrophe

Where the only thing left
Is NOTHING.

How can we know what
Lies are when they
Just aren’t what they
Are.


The author's comments:
I wrote this poem because I wa sgoing through a hard time in my life and everything in my life seemed to be lies. This poem tells about how lies end up doing no good only harm to you and the people around you. Nothing can change unless your the one to steer the train.

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