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Symbolic Beauty Mar 2018
You sweetened and unsweetened me with your lies

Spilled your dreams unto my heart

Painted a pretty picture that only I could see or at least I thought...

There is a fire with in me and it speaks to my soul...

Every time you open your mouth it's flames burn higher

Blazing a trail so deep with in me I feel like I'm loosing myself...

Maybe I will let it burn so I can rise from the ashes

Or maybe I will let it burn until it consumes me so I can be reborn

I rise like a Phoenix from the ashes

So when you open your mouth to butter me up with those sweet... sweet lies...

It turns to ash...

I am not convinced nor do I long to believe in the sweet nectar that falls from your beautiful lips

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