LIES
Oh, I'd seen the sea in many ways
I heard so many lies coming from he
darkness is a playground
for the lost and never found,

Lies is in his eyes
Lies is in his soul
Lies is all he knows
I'd seen better days
but that was some time ago,

Dying is the place of grace
dying is to rest your head
dying is, the grave
that holds your name
it’s the history of who you are,

Life was slow and sad
but Dark Angel was always glad
when someone was made
I was crying alone
but again, this is his darken throne,

He is the angel of all lies
He loves to make me scream
and give me a life of darken dreams
He loves to tell me stories
that will make me weep,

Dark Angel is so mean
I watch the sea turn red
I see so many painful things
but most of all
I would hear the lies of the dark side.

Poetic Judy Emery ©
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