The silvery lining of truth nestled comfortably between all the lies

Trying to hide and keep turning a blind eye

Or a deaf ear even though truth can hear all the things that were said 

Waiting to be exposed when no one is near

It shakes and tumbles 

Twists and wallow in it’s own agony 

Shut out by it’s own ignorance of it’s importance 

Truth never dared itself 

Until lies made a come back that truth finally got tired of carrying on it’s back 

So truth started to crack and tear 

And all who was near could finally hear 

Truth spoken…


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