Friday, July 23, 2010

Liar

I feel as weightless, as an anvil
I smell as clean, as a landfill
I am as sane, as a schizo
I feel as gay, as a widow
I speak as loud, as a mute
I look as ugly, as someone cute
I see as much, as a blind man can
I am as pale, as I am tan
I am as free, as a prisoner
I am as deaf, as a listener
I speak the truth, I always lie
I’m born next week, and then I die

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