you use my truth to bend your own; you make my words seem false; and all the sounds i utter, made farce by your bewitching laughter. let's stop the aching slander; aren't you tired, i wonder? if your phrases hold more truth, than lies kept sacred in butter; then use them to make more food; blend them in; don't stutter. one. one dark poem. please. 😝 #words #truth #lies #dark #yqbaba
