lips soaked in deceit.what are we to become

you really had me bemused in doubt. so about the little crawling bug of backbite,did or didn't it? a face of two? i'm still trying to sum it up. the question still stands, did i deceive myself with paranoia, or was it true?

some born without the gift of the gab, isolation awaits

you have no idea what it does

so think about how luck sides you...