Quiet Fire

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Honesty is a lie
It cannot here you cries
It only sits and hides
Only helping your stupid pride
And making you empty on the inside
As you watch the ones you love fade
And never come back to you
Even while you cry you tears
It holds your flashing fears
Only to push them toward you
Like that spilled beer
Dripping of my counter
Almost making contact
Like that contact you made with me
Just for me break free
But at last that's just verbatim
Like the puddle sitting again
Is this really the moral truth I paid for
Haha what a fake question
When really it was a blank promise
Only held by a candles fire
Or some bullshit like that
But really why do I tire
Why not tell a simple white lie
Then be burning in hell
Staring at a quiet fire

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