In the midst of a dark shadow,
A grimace
So clear as the starry night's stare
Fresh as the chilly air
Your words were nearly untruthful.
It would have been crucial
To be blind and draw a line
Uncrossed
Than to be unkind
And ignorant to rekindle
What may have been lost.
And I am beyond cost
Out of reach locked up
In a casket
Pirates ghost do guard it
Regardless
Resentful I am.
Wrapped in a package:
Presentable,
I do envy me
Like an antique collectible,
Your oil drips smooth
Like a lecture, Unbearable.
Misty Water
With piranhas and eels
I do doubt
Dogma & theories as tooth fairies
Drinking sparingly Visions
That's makes merry.
Surely a rarity
that cannot be seen clearly,
unrepeatable
and deceitfully sincere
on principle
Listen:
I don't believe you
Cause Lies Are Rare Enemies
C.L.A.R.E.
Shaun Gordon aka Donusho 6/11/2011 ©
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