To those whom feel the need to lie
No matter whom it inspires to cry
You think your fibs create no harm
While you hide behind your illusive charm
The games you play, the mistruths you speak
Evoke emotion destined to pique
You invest no heart, nor a soul
When gazing into your eyes, all that remains is cold
She is someone that you’ll never forget
Whether you’ll ever actually concede regret
The grace she carries from deep within;
Will never be diminished by your fool-hearty sin
You, too, now fall in a line of witless fools
Who would give anything to rewind that fable spool
So, who do you think you are?
Leaving less distinguished scars?
It’s not fair for you to play with hearts
Your diversion will never be considered;
A form of art.