Framed With Lies
Frame me with your lying lies,
in the end you’ll have to hide.
Hide your face and all its fibs,
fibs are the only thing you can give.
Fibs built on arrogance and false pride,
built on rubbery walls that start to collide.
Collide into total oblivion,
that is where you will be in the end.
With no real friends except your lies,
lies that frame you on both sides.
Written by Christina Sunrise on September 12,2011
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