Lies can be a silent killer
Feeling I was drowned
By the flood of lies
A burden to reach the truth
Falling from the skies
Then sink and washed by the ocean
Made by lies
Which I thought was the truth
Sinking and sinking
The light was out of reach
Fading by the blue waters
Soon to be black
A single lie, big or small
Might be a weapon
To confuse it as the truth
Killing silently and slowly the victim inside
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POEMS I
PoetryThe first book of my poems. All of them are written from my past years when I first started writing,
