Lies, sweet little infectious lies

Each one persuades, corrupts and covers the way

Each one an acidic drop of deceit that eats away at life’s truth

The erosion of honesty between two that would otherwise be happy

Some lies are like open wounds

A place for the underlying infection that twisted original words

Disguised mistrust

Opened the doors to that lesser nature that we conceal inside

For some a refuge

Others a damning scythe

To cut once strong binds

And make love blind


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