Little White Lies Poem by Nicholas Wayde Turner

Little White Lies



What I have to do is a little crazy.

Hiding my life from you certainly isn't lazy.

It involves more work than you think.

I wish I could just flush it all down the sink.

There isn't anything I can say.

Boy what a day.

I wish it never came down to this.

Now it's all about little miss priss.

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