Beautiful LieA Poem by HippySuch a beautiful lie Trying to hide on the outside A wine which is water
So pure, so nice living lies Trying to make the truth die But impossible to deny shining facts
So dull, so innocent are their words that peirce me So I must ask why, why bury me with lies When only the truth is what I want unearthed
Do you think your kind To build a beast to a man But through actions show he is a beast
So please
Act as thy speak Speak as thy act Or speak not © 2010 HippyReviews
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5 Reviews Added on October 4, 2010 Last Updated on October 4, 2010 AuthorHippyUnderland, INAboutMy names austin lee wallace i am a hippy and thats what they all call me. i love music its the greatest, i play guitar the harp piano flute violin and whatever i can get me hands on. Im not much of a .. more..Writing
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