The truth may hurt, but no lie can stand forever.
Lies travel faster then truth
the truth, locked behind a
mask of deceit.
While the truth will fall,
the lies will stand
rollover lies, rolling
around the truth.
Lies dripping from the
mouth like sweet honey
from a honeycomb.
The truth, hidden beneath
the lies, trying to come
to the surface.
Let the truth come forward,
sometimes the right thing to do
is the hardest thing to do.
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