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Sweet Little Lies
Like popcorn firing in my brain
A lie was born - I can't explain
A lie was born - I can't explain
My tongue spun out a syrup web
A viscous tide that did not ebb
A viscous tide that did not ebb
Sugar sweet and tenderised
From between my teeth, emerged my lies
From between my teeth, emerged my lies
My lips complied, and did not fail
To add some honey to the tale
To add some honey to the tale
Like nectar of the gods, I fear
It trickled into your kind ear
It trickled into your kind ear
Far too quickly, far too keen
Th...
Th...
Tuesday 5th July 2016 2:56 pm
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