Synesthesia – in the Imaginary Garden


The sound of your
Words made me itchy
Like an old wool blanket
on bare skin
You, the smooth talker,
Can not fool me
I feel the lies that slip
Smoothly through your lips
Lies you think are hidden
Behind a charming smile

9 thoughts on “Liar

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