Never Changing
As much as time changes,
what remains is the same,
the same dirt on the ground,
scattered around and above,
devil's chasing and catching,
injecting and dispatching fake love,
sympathy sweet on strings of violins,
laughing at violence in symphony,
why listen when voices wallow,
they are hallow lacking substance,
lies are sharper to yourself and cruel,
oh and pity those who believed,
left bereaved of the truth found in a fool.
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