Friday, July 5, 2019

The Liar

He paints beautiful
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!

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