Today's sonnet's personal.
I fucked up big time 'cuz I told a lie-
I told it to a girl I used to trust.
But what she did has somehow made me cry
And I hope that others will treat me just.
For though appalling my actions may be,
to me betrayal is a crime far worse.
Well, take for truth this lie I told did she...
I asked her not to tell- that was my curse.
Now three days later everyone's found out
For two she's told and they've told all the rest
And soon found out she who the lie's about
So I must sit here and clean up this mess.
The moral here is lying's asinine,
But divulging friends' secrets is a crime.
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