Thursday, November 28, 2013

My Infidelity

close the door to this killing scene you created, it only provides escape to the peaceful
rip down this curtain of sensibility that hides the body of potential madness
hold another guilty victims hand when you cross into the realm of preconceived judgment
enter into evidence another twisted metaphor to demonstrate the cost of your forgotten pain
look into the eyes of endless beauty and laugh
drag the bloody carcass of your wasted dreams down to the river of regret
set sail on the ship of fools around the puddle of your reality
open up the graves of your fathers and see the dust you have become
turn this life to the vigilant eye of fiction and accept the penalty for reaching too far

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