these tall tales
are like magic
an illusion
but real

the facts are distorted
torture beyond belief
no one to hold onto
the truth

all but one
no gifts, no love
no fun
seriousness takes over
the air is different

smells like nothing
but lies
tall tales
with lucid eyes

it was once held sacred
but wasn’t new
until the moment when those secrets
came through
all without telling you

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