Black Cloud of Deciet


Why do you feel it is necessary to lie?

What if every lie you told came out of your mouth as the color black?

Would your body be surrounded by a dark cloud of deception?

Who would believe you, after inhaling your dark dust?


Why do you lie?

What benefit do you gain from your deceit?

Would you feel better if you spoke only the truth?

Who could deny you, with such a clean consciousness?


Why lie?

What good does it do you?

Would it destroy you, to tell me the truth?

Who are you, and why do you always lie?


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