Poem — The Bitter Lie
Lie being told to save our skin.
The thought of its consequences made our heads spin.
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The escape route becomes thin.
Time is borrowed to cover up this sin.
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More humiliation awaits when it is known to our kin.
Their reaction remains savory and full of a grin.
The pain of lie feels blow to the chin.
Negative emotions pile up to make us feel chagrin.
The trust of others starts to look dim.
On coaxing others they will shout and scream.
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The opportunity to prove yourself right is not easy.
The constant rambling of thought makes our minds feel queasy.
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The reasons for a lie cannot be easily explained.
Once people form an opinion, the lost ground cannot be gained.
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Nothing good will happen thinking about what made you lie.
The recollection of events will make you feel cry.
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Maybe intentions were pure, no ill-feeling.
Justification will always be questioned, making it less appealing.
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To forget the past, a fresh start is required.
The mind must let loose free and stop getting wired.
