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Poem of the Week

Deception-Poem

Soft goes silken sheets,
Rustling as they cover up,
The hard, unyielding truth.
Soft is the pillows,
Beckoning for rest.
Easy is the way to deception.
Water rushes over the silver knife,
Washing free the blood,
And the water runs red.
Snick goes the silver knife,
As it returns to its home,
Waits for its next victim.
Truth,
Honor,
Honesty,
And the scattered pieces of your soul.
True is the flash of metal,
Deception,
The hiding after.

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