True/False
The sky is purple through my eyes,
A bright collage of everythingness.
I see that you're staring at me,
But I don't believe that anything is wrong.
I believe that the truth is full of holes,
And the lies are more truthful than the truth.
I believe that anyone can tell a lie,
But it takes someone special to tell the truth.
I see the grimy green lining to the clouds-
Maybe there's some truth/lies to my insanity.
poem by Airohng Liebe
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