sweet little lies

every little lie you ever told was covered in honey so it was easier to swallow because the sweeter it is the more believable it is. what happens when that honey coating comes off though? will you still tell the little lies knowing that theyre harder to swallow and feel like knives the whole way down or will you find something else to cover them in? the little lies are no longer sweet and make my stomach turn and feel like im being stabbed by multiple knives every single time i hear one and try to believe it. the lies are no longer sweet like honey. the lies are now sharp like knives.

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