Lies of omission
grown in the silence between
take on lives of their own
robbing from each
our secrets
stolen from the justified
and vulnerable
borrowed on fear
until grown
bloated and taut
truth springs unguarded
from lips fully
formed, as virulent
as a virus without
an antidote
yet, having the power
to heal the troubled
heart of a liar
©Sandy Knight, 2019, All Rights Reserved
Originally published in A Cornered Gurl
Yes! I love this one!
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Thank you my friend! I made some edits and updated ACG copy too! 🙂
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💙 You’re most welcome!
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