Tasting Lies

At the whims of the time I left my soul to become vacant
Tasting lies I passed to risk myself!
Restraining the emotions I left to deceive me to the reason
In a disharmony flashing an incautiousness to reach!
My cowardice costing me all its affection
I preferred to be a prisioner of my guilt!
In a particular and safe universe.
And all the magic of the days gone!
They represent the divine mercy in its reflected image.
In the hell then we will be refreshing!

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Viola Grey 17 August 2008

I think the lies we tell ourselves taste too bitter...this is a great piece here...nice work

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