Liars Never Get Into The Kingdom
: the one that shoots first
without reading the scene
doesn't know how to fight well...
hiding behind , slithering in between
to protect it's delicate shell of an ego
a yolk of chaos within
and though they may win
a small victory,
again and again and again and again taking the too short shot
they live in a facade until they die:
one will never know the truth of honor.
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