Sunday, December 20, 2009

Human Becomes Redefined

I’ll be lingering wherever you go and through each movement your treachery will show. I’ll inoculate my once flawless soul and then know my weakness will numb.

And while I thought I found our shared desire, I shaped a flame as poignant as a funeral pyre’s, I wrote words that I thought you would hold, but dream’s reality has become so cold.

I’ll show the world of what’s to be, I’ll destroy the art of fallacy, I’ll be the heart of meaning when you utter “blasphemy”.

How is past revered with blood on each note? Your only passion is forcing lies out your throat. I’ll formulate the one remedy that will suppress all of you.

March along in imperfect unison, it’s naïve to think that we can’t see, we know the life you boast of is trite banality.
Words wear like weathered gowns, it’s not just apparent to me, your composure doesn’t hide such faltering quality.

So follow me, I’ll show the world of what’s to be, I’ll destroy the art of fallacy, I’ll be the heart of meaning when you utter “blasphemy”.

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