Poetry / Lies

It’s bizarre how your eye twitch when you are lying…
But still you try,
You tell me what you want me to hear,
But the truth stays right out of the reach of my ears,
You mesmerize me with the misconceptions of your intentions,
For you tell me you love me,
But disrespect me with every word your tongue utters,
Can you take the time to get your story together and maybe then my intelligence will feel less insulted,
Consultant, that is what I would suggest, a fictional writer for your daily communications, Silence would serve you better,
A moment of self reflection so you may determine the depth of your deceptions,
The pain your mistruths bring to those that surround you, but you do not care, even though I see the tears forming within your shallow eyes,
The beginning of the distraction,
Look left while you run right…sigh… same old tricks for the same old fool,
But no longer will I fall victim to your manipulative schemes, no more lies will I hear…

For I will not ask you any more questions

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