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Whiplashsmile4 -> RE: lies (6/6/2010 11:46:10 PM)
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Some Lies are like cheap bottles of wine passed off as being expensive champaign.
Intoxicating words you desired for the ear, it's everything you're wanting to hear.
Some lies are like sour notes of an out of tune piano, a little off time to the melody.
Some lies are like a mystery, to peek behind the darkness and see what's really underneath it.
Lies to trip and fall over, to break a crown, rolling down a hill and drowning a pail of water.
Like pulling on a loose thread sticking out and watching the rags fall and hit the floor.
The world can come undone in a single moment.
Some lies are cruel, Some lies less cruel. Intent and motive are everything.
To know what it's like to lie out of fear, or to lie to hide the shame of what one really is not, is to understand the hurt and fear inside another.
Some lies, simply use and abuse, not driven by fear nor hurt, they are as cold and dark as the bottom of the ocean.
Some lies, are little secrets, often thought about knowing the truth would hurt too damn much.
Some people lie more than others, but everybody lies in the end. It's the kind of lies, and the heart and motive which makes things a little less black and white.
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