About Me
Liar
Shallow me, shallow my lies
i bet you read it in my eyes
under my skin, under my bone
you wonder - into what I've grown!
In truth i always lie to you
I lie , I lie again - so true
deceiver, dissembler but wise
every lie is a sin, i realize.
This can't be termed betrayal
as i recreate your portrayal
as you sow, so you reap
but wish i don't hurt you deep.
~ chetana.N
7:55 PM
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