The hearts for truth is right for liars,
when liars bend light a ° and it turns to white.
The little white lie said to be harmless.
The web woven fom rumors unbroken.
The cries of thoes in the white no longer light.
Gold light refraction. Touch of truth.
Light no °'s turned
No longer spoken.
Dark same as white, when white rumors spoken.
Slave to lies of any told.
Hearts liars bend ° to white.
Rumors for others to pay a
price.Cries of many turn to thousands.
Liars bending rivers, rivers with falls.
Falls to oceans.
White to no ° once Golden return.
Without sunshine and rain, their is no pain.
Oceans have life, refractions of light.
Scares remain, heals the pain.
Truth rememberes when lies begin.
Memories of love, Gold light brakes night.
Oceans of healing pain memories remain.
Refractions Gold life no lies remain.
White light not bent.
Oceans of love healing pain.
Scars remain we have no shame.

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