They say truth conquers all
So why permit lies to take the fall?
Untruths just help you save face
And make it more difficult to admit your mistakes.
When you look us in the eye and tell us a lie,
The pain in the wound is as acute as a knife's.
All the times that you have told us no truth at all
Have you forgotten what friends are for?
Why are you so determined to save face?
In the long run, it won't help you in this race.
What are you trying to achieve?
Because the result will always be nothing.
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Melancholia
Poetry"Poetry is the spontaneous overflow of powerful feelings: it takes its origin from emotion recollected in tranquility." - William Wordsworth
