I afraid of lie; lie afraid of me!
I run form lie; albeit, lie chase me all the times,
It goes with me; me never wants to be with him,
I afraid to be a liar!
I afraid to answer my heart
when no one is in my part,
I afraid from my own lie- -
That is why i afraid of lie!
Run from all the lies: sometimes i broke into cries,
My tears tells me, tough and rough,
The path of free(without lie) ,
I calmly whisper....
yes i know,
that is why i still afraid of lie.
I am not free of it,
Nor i am in it,
I, my, own my on in it; with the best of what i can do in it!
Never i uplift to bring: never i bring to uplift,
Only i bring to be the nicest of not to be with him- -no matter whoever with i am!
That is why i afraid;
And i am good with it...
It gives me the power of free from lies of my lie!
that is why i afraid!
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