The Deception
IN THIS UNSANCTIFIED MOMENT I AM UNCOMFORTABLY UNVIELED
AND I STAND BEFORE YOU NAKED STARING AT THE HOLY GRIAL
NOW ONLY BROKEN DREAMS LAY CRUSHED UPON THE FLOOR
IN THE FLUID OF MY PAIN AND YOUR BETRAYL
PAST PAINFULLY CLENCHED TEETH I SCREAM,
THE ASTONISHMENT IS GONE SHOT DEAD IN FLEEING
IT FALLS TO THE GROUND, THE MUD, IT'S DIRTY
AND ALL THATS LEFT NOW IS THE BLOOD AND ANGUISH
A STARTLING QUIET SETTLES OVER AND WE DEPART
Copyright © Andrea Smith | Year Posted 2005
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