from the front

betrayal
a walking contradiction
a molded thought personified
justice in the guise of absolutes
wrapped in a tidy little bow

walk into a room with enough confidence
no matter what you say
and you’re a leader
like one of those wooden cutouts
making up a faux shanty town
for an old western’s street

nothing more
than a convincing lie

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