you are lying to me
i can see it
there between your teeth
like a piece of spinach
stuck
you are lying to me
i can tell
by the way you fidget
and squirm
like a bug in my presence
you are lying to me
and i hate it
i hate how these lies fall from your mouth
they pool at my feet
and i begin to slip around on your vague excuses
you are lying to me
and i know you are lying
my sweet friend
you are lying
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