KarmaOfChaos Posted March 18, 2005 Share Posted March 18, 2005 [color=deeppink][size=1]A poem about people's faked melodrama through which they may decieve themselves as to what's really wrong--especially with themselves. [b]Lie[/b] Forsay, forsooth For the sayer of a sooth The lies in your truths come crashing down An illusion, a mirror And you can't even hear her Didn't realize she was a screamer 'till glass shatters Blank, crippled reflection Numb to the soul's violent insurrection Graceless eyes' cold invention logic soon fails. Line your eyes with beautiful lies Black like the wingless corpses of flies Reveling in the agony of your own anguished cries tears change nothing. Now that you've got nothing left Now that you've fashioned yourself blind dumb and deaf Desperate and bereft-- death by denial -Karma[/size][/color] Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Sanada Posted March 21, 2005 Share Posted March 21, 2005 Really good! The subject is also very cool, and you described it in such a awesome way, I'm impressed!! Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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