perception was on the scene
before truth got there
toiling a web of deception
when truth arrived everyone
was dead on that he said she said
jumping to conclusions
where no facts were at
to backup the story that
got out of hand passion
an uncontrollable love
smell of blood burning flesh
no one stopped to think
before getting off dumping
rounds shells on the ground
sound like thunder everybody
went under truth was there
but was still alive, no lie
truth will always survive
even if someone's kill't
wit brick & stoned wit lies
The Immortal Wize
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