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Death of a Liar
Soft sands Across my liars face Coarse and fine Tiny grains As if I lived In an hourglass Tumbling, crumbling The aftermath I see a holy city On a hill How did it get So high up there How did the sky fit In empty air Negative spaces On positive faces Say you wont But know you will Climb for the journey Atop that hill To the city of the dead No longer bright Shining a dark light, instead I've met the mayor He knows my name I duel him daily It's all a game Still the same, win or lose The decision still mine to choose It's my turn to try and help If I reach out, will I be welcomed With open accepting dying arms Or close minded living vile germs Just because you don't see me Does it mean I'm not here Barely existing to The ones I care For or am there for Time again Time brings us From start to end Like the train in which I'm chosen to conduct From the damaged carcass I reconstruct My fire burns Down to the wire The fuse is just old news The bomb is hidden Inside my heart When it explodes My life will stop In the boundaries of this place When I leave I'll go with the greats In a state of taste or disgrace Panic envelopes my honest face And the liar died that day
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