Monday, June 10, 2013

Transcendance Movement One- stolen

depravity- a nature of isolation


lies come tumbling out 
can’t hold the illusion anymore
I’m wounded beyond recognition
no color or shade to erase pain

the right looks won’t suffice 
job of dreams won’t complete
not enough food or nicotine
to replace what was stolen away

truth come showering down from above
cleansing the blackest soot
my wounding exposed corrupt
no color or shade can erase pain

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