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White lies

The words poured out on

                    (ghost-written pages),

One chapter fed my food and thirst,

could not hear the lies for the glair

blinded me what was said on

                   (ghost-written pages).

Embraced the bic-gel ink,

                   eyes never lie,

                   glasses hold the truth.

Our we fed lies only not to hear?

 Sounds that holds us humanly,

                    that of goverment,

                     those beliefs,

 left in a book crisp white pages,

                     (those of ghost-written).

Second chapter more lies, white lies,

                    sounds of America,

                 stigmant those promise, 

                    of white collar.

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  • B Chandler
    October 27, 2008

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    I like what this is speaking but the tenth line (I think) feels very awkward with it beginning with "Our.........................."

    Semi-cricket

    • haley27 gold member
      October 27, 2008
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      Thank you

      Thank you for the wonderful comment given. I threw question in to get response in a positive way, but learning what a cricket contest is. My first time being in a cricket contest. Haley27