The Lie
I look at it every day
It stares back and no matter what I say
Always, always, I hear it ply, "I love you"
I don't know why, I don't know how
But it's programming seems to sound
Any thing off that comes from out of the blue
"I love you" and thus it lies
All the while waiting, and bides
Its time for the right time of night
And there it waits for time
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