The world would believe a beautiful place would be one without lies and deceit.

But the weakness of man allows all of this to repeat.

And your strength tends to be your weakness.

Question that sincerity when he or she is calling you sweetness.

Or is that the cunning usage of the tongue to get their way.

A man once told me their is nothing in this world for free and you always have to pay.

As times pass it becomes easier to become colder.

As the lies and bullshit get more innovative as I become older.

The pretty smiles and faces just don't get it like it years passed.

My tolerance has been made low for all the scenarios that my brain has amassed and I just find all this funny.

Since the dawn of time the world has been ruined by sex, lies and money.

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