The bottom Line

Creatively crafted lies
Invisibly undisguised †
 If their mouth could've only heard how it sounded through my eyes †
†Exaggerations sensationalized †
†The comprised replies from the unwise †
†No change in tune it's a reprise from all that's contrived and described in the script flipped †
†Unable to recognize what's real will rise †
†As I realize real lies from slipped lips and untied ties †
†The tongue untied in time prematurely for the untimely demise
 There's no measure or size of high enough to make me compromise my prize †
†It's no surprise with whom it is I can and can't and do and don't rely †
†I know where loyalties lie †
†I know friend from foe friendly enemies from lukewarm friends from my true allies †
†and what exactly that implies †
†Like a Russian spy †
†not quiet so sly †
†getting eaten up by the fox after wolf had twice been cried †
†The not so subtle ticks derived inside us †
†Certain things we just can not hide †
†It doesn't add up †
†Two bottom lines too many here †
†and there a few words too shy †
†Repetitive stuttering long winded sighs †
†Looking down over thinking with blasphemous blinking so we don't see eye to I †
†You can try to hide the sky but you can't hide this high †
†Try saving face †
†Face me face to face and look me in my eyes †
†I'll see straight through your blind design behind your mind †
†your nevermind and I'll see your soul inside †
†Some say there's a little bit truth that comes with every little white lie †
†Usually the part that's true is the part that gets denied †
†But to be exact †
†There's no such act †
†To tell a lie that's little or white †
†and that's a cold black fact †
†What they decide through their teeth to connive †
†Lacks tact and don't coincide †
†It's the devil's work kiss your bride bye-bye †
†Take it with pride before the fall after the bribe †
†The mind attempted homicide on its very own stone heart †
†With fleeting beats nearly deceased It barely survived †
†As the tongue committed suicide with its edge so sharp †
†Silenced and severed from treasured displeasure released deceased unrevived †
†The devil's in the details on the inside he resides †
†To make confusing and conflicted when you try to improvise †
†We'll all lie in the bed we've made †
†Where living proof these words will never fade †
†For every lie we tell incurs a debt to the truth, sooner or later that debt is paid
Written by zinnzinn (ZINNNNIZ)
Published | Edited 27th Jan 2022
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