Lies.

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A/N. I don't think it rhymes well.

Once a person starts to lie,
His moral values start to die,
And every moment, undefined
The truth is hidden in his eyes.



Lying may be easy, yes
Temptation also is a test,
Enchanted by the demon's best,
To lie and cheat without a rest.



Power of persuasion send,
Another chance from them to lend,
No innocent lad could ever withstand,
The power in the Devil's den.



The truth revealed in cruel ways,
Lying causes so much pain,
One by one, a secret unveiled,
Word by word; there is no shame.



And who could ever define a lie,
The work of unholy; not divine,
Every minute, a person cries,
With the words of a liar who has lied.

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