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Tried & Tested - Into the Sunset

I am so far out of my element It almost seems unreal When in truth, which I always seek to find Pretence is all that I feel In this, my second language I aim to express the glistening skin That hides the shallow graves of conscience Trapped so deep within The pottery I shape in craft Though pedistilled and on display A camouflage that’s merely drafted words of wisdom most portray And in the spirit of fairness As a virtue which we all possess Accept my resignation For this sport has had its best I’m off to party hard and waste My life as best as I know how The animal within this chest Needs freedom to survive for now The playing game of words is but a winding road that’s filled with stone I’m parched in parts unheeded As my cluttered soul heads home

Copyright © | Year Posted 2006




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