concave slave

April 13, 2009
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turn the truth
hide the lies
burn the proof
ignore the cries

transient dreams
rule our world
grounding our schemes
taking us for a whirl

slide on the shades
and block out the truth
morality fades
no one has proof

an age of confusion
everything goes
ridden with allusion
nothing real shows

so we,

continue on

in our facade

as if nothing is ever wrong





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