Tuesday, January 12, 2010

Pretty Little Deceit

You whisper your lies beneath your whiskers.
The things you eat, a mere echo of what hides beneath those looks.
Split seconds we have shared, yet you try to scurry in fast.
I cannot stand you, too many lessons have I learned.
You scratched me once, You scratched me Twice.
I think I have already had enough.

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