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By dancing_eyes Date: 2001 Sep 22 Comment on this Work [[2001.09.22.00.42.17724]] |
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From his pen flow beautiful words Masterfully crafted and pieced together They move even the most jaded of hearts But I know the truth behind his lies Women read his phrases and lines And wish that they were the object of his affections Men marvel at his mastery of prose But I know the truth behind his lies I have held him close through the night Felt his body move with mine Been enraptured by the moment But I know the truth behind his lies You can't judge a book by its cover Nor a man from the words that he writes Words come easy for the practiced schemer And I know the truth behind his lies |