Ode to a Liar
Your words pour out a filmy smoke
This incense calms my heart
You smile at your imprisoned one
I grin and play my part
My mind, she knows of all your sins
She shrieks as you draw near
I steel myself against her blows
My heart, still knows no fear
But even now I start to break
My pretense cannot hold.
A fool alone could make this trade
Deceit, bought with our gold
You'll feed your lies to her now
My eyes will grow no wetter
Despite my chains, I hold the key
It's I who chose this fetter
Labels: Poetry
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