Liar. Liar. Liar.
Running from the fire,
burning all your bridges,
leaving friends in ditches.
No. No was the answer.
Your existance is a cancer.
In green, the color of your envy.
What has left you so very empty.
In your razor sharp crown,
You pushed them all far down.
I have seen the hate, rage.
You will wait until tears engage.
As I stumble upon late day
Try for comfort, but there is no way.
I will not deny defensive
of defying my own senses.
Advise has adverse uses,
Time for my excuses.
Liar. Liar. Liar.
I didn't start the fire.
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