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


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