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Facade II

bloody
maimed and broken
dead 
from words unspoken

hidden
but never gone
suppressed
not for long

treacherous
my wicked heart
wisdom
the forgotten art

freedom
a mere facade
emotions
our prison bars

love
just hate unseen
apathy
the space between

self
changed by perception
judgment
warps my reflection

opinions
destroy the soul
masochist
so I'm told

Copyright © | Year Posted 2008




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