It is the reason they died. Life lies to you, and you don't see the narrow gate that is open and leads to your eternal life. But when you do, you've entered the wide one that leads to your destruction. It is what blinds the wealthy, because they are stuck to this world. They love it too much, their treasures and pleasures. They've formed their own kingdoms. They couldn't rip away their sins, failing to let go of the most temporary things that will ever exist. The anger, the pain, the treasure, it leads to death, because they couldn't leave them. Your life is like the smoke of a candle, wispy and faint, existing for a little more than a second, before fading into the realm of time. But it can be changed. Stay on the guided tracks that have been laid out for you, trust the rails that lead your train of life. Don't listen to the lies.
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Lies
PoesíaA series of short stories quotes and poems revolving arount the subject of lies