You claim to be all grace and faith
But I can see your smile is fake
I hear the words you utter in the dark
Even if you think I could never hark 

You pull the strings hoping no one will care
But when the cards do not fall your way
You stomp your feet and cry foul play
Only to reveal how little grace you wear

Revenge is a dish best served cold
But Karma is pure gold
So be careful of the lies you seed
For you are bound to reap what you sow.

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