Bigger the lie,
Higher the price,
I was very little ,
Mumma warned me against lying ,
She knew ,world to be a manipulator ,
Little did I stood on my words,
Slipped ,tripped, and fell backwards.
Little could I control ,
I knew that I was wrong,
I knew that all along ,
I knew that I knew,
Still I let it flow over me ,
Karma projected ,turned ,threw an arrow
And said,” cost of lie”.
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