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BENEATH THE LIES
Heart wandering like a shadow in
the dark;
the dark;
Lips shivering like a cold skin;
Truth colorfully hidden behind the
veil called smile;
veil called smile;
Feet tapping the floor;
Throbbing heart;
Shredded heart;
Lustful soul;
Teary eyes;
Mind heavy as though it were
stone,
stone,
Smile of pretense upon thy face;
Innocent like a beautiful virgin;
White as snow;
Pretense of being happy;
Smiling as though nothing ever
happened;
happened;
All happened like a wave of the
sea;
sea;
Never to recover;
Beneath the lies of a beautiful
face saying I’m okay,
face saying I’m okay,
Lies the truth of a shredded, lustful
heart and soul.
heart and soul.
written by Adegun Wuraola
wuraolaolamide@gmamil.com
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