Mendacious
Oh what a tangled web we weave-
it’s not so much a lie just…
distortion.
Meticulous and careful these forgeries;
what’s in a lie? Deceit by any other name.
I present to you this fabrication of self, and
my guile is so precise.
Every façade a mirror, reflected in a pool,
reality is long lost.
Mendacious cunning so entirely complete,
even I am now a believer of my deception.
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