THE FATHER OF ALL LIES
So much pain.
So much hurt.
Living here on Gods green earth..
Always wondering who to beleive.
All this pain started with Eve,
when she was deceived,
by that evil seperent who did nothing but lie.
Telling her things like she would not die.
But be able to see the world like God with her eyes.
That seperent was just the devil in disguse.
The father of all lies.
WRITTEN BY LAMONICA JUSTINE CHARLES
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