Flesh never filled with more sorrow
The same frame rewinds and plays endlessly
Repeating as there is no cease to it
Born imperfect and cursed with these
Suffering and pain, no longer tolerable
Helpless even as I stand beside you
Forever, I am beneath your shadow
Losing sight on everything I held dearly
Monday, December 24, 2007
Beneath
Hypocrisy, your true religion
Allured by the skin, you succumb to the temptations
Dancing with words, you defy your convinctions
Mocking and abusing the bonds
Those bonds you held dearly
All to attain the pleasures of the skin
Debauchery, your true devotion.
Allured by the skin, you succumb to the temptations
Dancing with words, you defy your convinctions
Mocking and abusing the bonds
Those bonds you held dearly
All to attain the pleasures of the skin
Debauchery, your true devotion.
Thursday, December 13, 2007
Wednesday, December 12, 2007
Fog of Deception
This is just and expression of form.
A window through my thoughts.
I call it Fog of Deception.
Seduction and deceit pent within
Gripping to life in every harmony
this mist, it clouds and smear vision
Delusion moulds lost hope; creates a decision.
For I am imperfect in shape and form
Seduction in play. Goodbye morality.
Gripping souls, left parched and dry
this mist grows stronger even longer perhaps
Delusional thoughts become my reality
For that is the reason I am born.
A window through my thoughts.
I call it Fog of Deception.
Seduction and deceit pent within
Gripping to life in every harmony
this mist, it clouds and smear vision
Delusion moulds lost hope; creates a decision.
For I am imperfect in shape and form
Seduction in play. Goodbye morality.
Gripping souls, left parched and dry
this mist grows stronger even longer perhaps
Delusional thoughts become my reality
For that is the reason I am born.
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