The Liars and their Just Rewards

A desensitised liar
Worming your way through an acrid blackened, empty life,
Their joy Bourne out of suffering,
Their minds glazed with petulant arrogance,
Their avarice nature knowing no bounds,
Their Hearts beat, but pump colder blood,
They imagine to gain, but recede and perish in the emptiness they truly seek,
And deserve.

Ian V. Seymour ©2011

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