the condemned tongue of mouths that slump
yet in our lives we cross that bump.
And hurtle towards a devastating end.
I cannot crucify a lie,
let those lies become your friend,
for my ears tweak,
and my hands they shiver,
you use your mouth just as a trigger,
I cannot crucify a lie,
for zebras stretch with lines they have
,and all momentum simply starves,
for lies cannot be the handiwork of men
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