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Silhouette
Life is far from real, everything is so uncertain,
Everything real hidden behind fake curtains.
The daily dosage of lies always exceeds what is prescribed.
Thus though every façade these lies leak, and suffocate those who speak
Each day people wonder if they cease to breathe,
If they can wake up as if it a dream.
Lies bleed through eyes, and blacken the soul.
Until it is lost in bitter abyss, forcing them to live
Their life as a silhouette…
Unworthy and impure from what they beget.
Desire
Desire is the flame to an unlit mach.
It is like a slow suicide…
Looks are the devils poison
And the heart is deceiving
Tricking you into believing
That love is there,
But its nothing but a mirage.
Resembling a heroin…
You always want more
And you can’t get enough.
One dose is never enough.
So like a needle to an addict’s arm
It may become lethal…
 L3thal Ch3micalz · Tue Mar 10, 2009 @ 12:04am · 0 Comments |
