We're surrounded by Honeyed lies ,
Surrounded by deceivers,
Why do people fear the painful truth?
Would you rather live in a happy lie?
Or realize that you're walking into hell itself?
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Broken Nights
Poetry~Layers of precious sin . . . filled with kind lies~ All my poems and thoughts , some of them are filled with hope , and others with despair , showing the two facets of a human being , their optimism and the dread they try to contain. Enjoy!
