With forked tongues we spoke a fallacy

A grande farce in spite of all that was true

We were mere stepping stones guiding each other's souls towards there path

And No matter our hearts true intent the twines of time winded us slowly back into the fabrics of its reality

We were but beacons lighting the way with false hope and broken promises

unbeknownst to even ourselves we became grand catalyst sparking change in our ever shifting world.