No Stone Unturned

a pleasant day we met out on the terrace through a myraid rainbow of desolation we made our way toward the stage of life through many faces with cold embraces with new found hideous and repulsive lies one may often drift toward a waiting alibi no stone unturned we then venture forward creating an intense bond that may summarize are lives the liberal bias media negates a false betrayal yet we go on living without any regrets better to curse the very day that we met stay awake amidst the bitter turmoil of the given moment a place so intense we may pass it over no stone unturned through the loose more through Evergreen falling amidst the commin briars many are still passerby's prone in dire torn mediocrity