Like if it was a talent, <br />he enriched it everyday, <br />he had the art, <br />he had the facility, <br />To lie unconditionally... <br /> <br />His heart wouldn't regret, <br />his soul wouldn't feel much sorrow, <br />It was his way of living, <br />he was born to lie... <br /> <br />It was such a natural thing, <br />to lie without any doubt, <br />to easily think what to say, <br />The agility of the mind thinking... <br /> <br />He never had the remorse, <br />lying became himself, <br />it was no longer easily to recognize, <br />whenever he was telling the truth.. <br /> <br />But, I fell in love with the lier, <br />not knowing what he really was, <br />his eyes reflected so much love, <br />His heart so much pain.. <br /> <br />He was born to lie, <br />no doubt at all, <br />And I was born to believe, <br />because I loved him with truth...<br /><br />Ana Lia Zaldivar<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/born-to-lie/
