Lies like yarn

She tells the lies Oh so white
They could be mistaken for wool
And her tall tales are so wide
Who comes upon them is a fool

"But they understand" she tells another lie
I shrug and say,
"If you say one more word I think I'm going to die."
"Well I'm not going to stop, no matter how much you pay!"

And the deceptions unravel like yarn
And she lies as good as a barn
Her completion is so soft it could pass as Silk
And her fibs are so bad they could pass as rotten milk

She can't stop won't stop never will
And one day she will kill
Kill the untruth that she told
To do such thing is so bold

So, she will live with guilt till she dies
And her carcass will rot along with the flies.
And she will never be forgiven
No matter how much revenge they serve to her,
They will never be quite even.

Not my best poem, but it will do... I hope you liked it. Please comment and like it! Go check out my other stuff including my other account, Lucid dreamer and I will see you again soon, later. (Please comment no one has really commented yet except me and two others. So please do! It will make my week!)