Face the truth and twist away

What I do against what I say

Life imagined better stilled

A harbor of lies; a need to build

Stand; behold this hideous facade

A worn, weary head to nod

Fiction abounds thru strange joys

Fall for all my father’s ploys

Led astray by a reality show

Within false light, the ebb and flow

All I have is none of me

Relax and watch stop-gap TV

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