And a slight glint in your eyes
as piece by piece it all comes together.
Deception’s the hidden thorn that
longs to pierce us deep.
Although aware of ways you repress
plainly I acclaim smooth-speaking tongue
as poetry bleeds out hurt and lies.
I see the way you look at me,
oh feel the malice in saccharine smile.
This facade that you carry would last
no more than a while.
I glance as gibbous moon unravels
the pallor of your face, as bare bones
reflect unrelenting scheme, character.
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