Drowned In Lies

Feathers falling to the ground
I float still, I'm almost drowned
Looking up into sweet soft eyes
As I sink into a pit of lies
A hand reached out to save my life
I hesitate, could it be a knife?
Covered up to mask the truth
Waiting to reel me in
And stab me in the back
Trust is something I largely lack
Betrayed too long and covered in black
I lay drowning
Surrounded by lies
From everyone I do despise


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