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Wordsmith Sep 2014
It's a *steeplechase
Wordsmith Sep 2014
The soul was dyed black
With the billowing smoke of lies
Daylight seemed a foe
Wordsmith Sep 2014
The cup brims over
With your lies and deceit
A cup from which I drank
Hemlock, laced with honey
Wordsmith Sep 2014
Shoving the layers of deceit
You have buried me deep
Gasping for breath
I realized, I was handling dirt
Time for me to wash you off me
Wordsmith Sep 2014
Your smile turned out to be a sickle
And my heart lay there with lacerations
Bleeding of all the emotions
Wordsmith Sep 2014
The hands in iron gloves
Strangulated the heart
Unknown face in a mask
Meant to fool the gullible
Feelings strewn all over
Trampled with disdain
Leaving behind trail of pain
Wordsmith Sep 2014
Why look to define
When everything is transient
What it is today, may not be tomorrow
To define is to limit
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