samanthas_You

You lie like it is a language. Every night when you go to sleep, I think you dream of a fib, And you feel the need to voice it.  I feel pity for your parents, It’s like they are trapped in a web, From which they can only escape by you telling the truth But you won’t, so they stay Every day of every year.  But those short periods in the day, When you aren’t lying; You’re an amazing friend. You always know what to say, You’re calm when I am distressed. You were my first friend, and you are my best friend.  Never would I trade you, Never would I hurt you Only would I encourage you to do the right thing. ||  ||
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 * Telling the truth is your greatest weakness,