Empty words like a poet
And draw smiles that don't
Exist...
He lies for the heck of it
Just because he feels like it!
If one day he accidentally
Swallows his tongue
He would die...poisoned
- By his own lies!
Bilingual Blog about poetry, short stories and some random pondering about life, culture and love as I understand it.
She was a " social butterfly" They say... Her days went by Flying from flower to flower Tasting the nectar of life While adorning...
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