Looks can be deceiving
Words are always seeming
To be true
Target you
...
Sometimes I lived through her, not by her
Let my mind wander and float outside her
They'd speak, they'd laugh, she didn't mind her
They were separate ones, left no outsider
...
If I could twist the she she was, I'd twist her
I'd wind and grind and break her
Turn and churn and burn her.
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Through The Eye Of Deception?
Looks can be deceiving
Words are always seeming
To be true
Target you
Morning to the evening
The night is yours don't lose it
Since everyone is sleeping
We don't hold the knowledge of your actions so do keep it
Don't waste your time weeping
Original pieces
What we are
All we hold
Life is but believing.