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Broken Lies The World
The day a word rang in my ears, shattering the visage, tormenting the veneer, gave the cold sneer a blow smashing its esteem.
I broke down clutching the fragments of my shattered soul, clutched my torment writhed in pain, swallowed my soul.
Yes! I cursed, I cursed with a hatred I knew not existed calling the forces to avenge a wrong.
I knew my curse was delivered with a primal force never knew existed.
My heart rejoiced, the pain lifted for I knew my force had struck somewhere
Sleep from agony came soon to a tormented heart. Little aware that lightning had struck.