Sweet lies filling our minds and heart with cavities,
so we look for a dentist to remove our calamities,
but sometimes the truth hurts like pulling teeth,
and leaves a gaping emptiness beneath,
and part of us shatters in the force of gravity's
pull, as our hearts struggle to comprehend these mysteries,
and we find hurt and peace in truth but just sometimes,
we'd prefer sweet lies and for life to give us less lemons and more limes.
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A Gaze Through My Reality-scope
PoetryA collection of 100 of my poetry works which are available on other sites, with a few exclusives.
