Words of Falsehood

Those who stand by their promise of delivering the lies Weaves a mask every day with the convincing fibs Parched wound and the wrapped gauze still fresh memories Lies weren’t the sponge that could absorb hurt None can drink from a chasm; an agony of unknown depths Masks cannot mask lies but shorten the lifespan of truth By exposing the vituperative languages and their intentions … Continue reading Words of Falsehood