Faulse Memory
Dancing with crystals
blowing smoke through my nostrils,
believing in the delusion
escaping from it's firm grasp;
the memories never ending
it's in my dreams,
interrupting my purpose
lieing to my face,
I could be deceased
a faulse memory
imbedded in the cerebral;
knocking against your scull
begging to be seen
but forgotten once again,
beautifully undone
yet gracefully at peace,
never will I taste your resin again
the glass slipping from between my lips;
shattering like my heart
dripping with eternal dread,
I needed you
but I hate you,
I thought your were my friend;
but you're my enemy
to your grave;
you I send.
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