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Tell the truth, or say bye to me; be true to me, or get away from me. If you don't practice what you preach, then you're not a prodigy. Not a king, or a man, you're a fake, no double take. You walk around like a Barbie. No, I am not sorry. It seems like "Lie to Me!" Is written on my forehead. Those actions are enough said. Don't belittle me, act like you want to be me. Falsify your belief, that's another thing. When it's deep down and gritty, your morals are as sharp as the Coral reef, but as bad as the pollution in the air. Cancerous, like paying for healthcare. Toxic like your ex, what is the truth? Or is it pathological? Not telescopical, it's worse; behavior that fits many terms. Oblivious when brought to light, it's like sex, in a park, in broad daylight. At last to say, in the candlelight, you're in the spotlight, and you look like a deer in between two headlights, if you are true to yourself then you'll be true to others. Instead, you're as painful as a gunfight. Since we're at the maximum height, I'm going to drop the dynamite, reignite, hit 9000 Fahrenheit, open up your eyesight, you're impolite, upsetting like a child losing their kite. Let this be the biggest highlight, better than kryptonite, stronger than a parasite mid-flight, here's some insight, "Some people are like pennies, two-faced and worthless." It'll be a great day when we can all unite, worldwide.
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Written on March 19, 2019

Submitted by SnakeEyes1908 on April 18, 2022

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