Liar, liar.
With lying comes guilt.
And, oh, how that guilt can destroy you.
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I'd like to imagine pathological liars as spiders.
They weave a web of lies.
Capture people with it.
But, remember:
At some point this web becomes too complicated.
At some point they'll get caught in their own web.
YOU ARE READING
Have faith
Poetry"Some words I wrote." • A glance in the mind of a seemingly ordinary girl • •*~•*~•*~•*~•*~•*~•*~•*~•*~•*~•*~•*~•*~•*~•*~•*~•*~• •Ranked• #1 : Escapril #4 : Poëzie #791: Poemcollection #616: Poesia
