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Mar 2014
Behind smiles that crease the skin of fake happiness;
Lies dormant ferocity and smirking ruthlessness.
A cunning beast resides in this heart of doubt and grief.
Veins pumping cold blood and fangs grinding;
The mask slithers along cracked skin to darkening blue eyes;
Untrue colors shine through now red irises.
Twisted ******* of a once truly good soul;
Tainted by a darkness that holds it down.
Power that courses under tensed muscles;
Hair stiffening to a stand on the back of a neck.
Persuasion that manipulates, intimidation that scares.
Welcoming grin that harbors words of hate.
Spiteful things that roll of the tongue;
A sweeping waterfall of daggers.
Black clouds encompass the mind, whispering lies;
Fading loyalty and receding necessity.
Unimaginable weight on the shoulders;
Keeping hope down and grounding hate with solid foothold.
Tidal waves of inner tears, The Helpless Hero weeps.
Scars etched on the symbiotic mask;
Feeding on locked away thoughts, radiating negative energy.
Weakness and strength, a double edged blade.
Destiny's call silenced and fate falling into the abyss;
An inner light to be sparked, to wage the internal battle.
A war bearing one victim with two faces of the coin.
Collisions of two factions calling for the death of each other.
But the end holds festering pain and realization;
Coinciding opposites to face the greater threat.
The outside world of a million warriors, just like them;
For we all fight battles with sword and with shield.
A gladiatorial existence, a reason for pain;
A quest for honor, a reason to live.

c.d.l
5/23/12
Dipping into some older stuff now.
Charles Dennis Liebel
Written by
Charles Dennis Liebel  California
(California)   
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