Give me the truth, it is less messy.
You may be out of practice
The painter needs fresh oils and a willing surface.
The deception you call art, left you exposed.
But then, I was taught by the master where to look.
She told me, don’t fall boy for any old hook.
You did not cover your tracks this time.
Leaving a plethora of evidence at the scene of the crime.

Published by ronlanhamwriting

Putting some time into writing. Enjoy reading other work and receiving constructive feedback on mine.

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