Softly speaks the voice of treason,
Spreading lies without a reason.
Dark abounds in shadow's wake,
The lies seep in the mids to break.
Treading words on fragile ground,
The truth is there yet never found.
Slowly does the real seem lost,
Beneath the false like winter's frost.
Falsehoods play upon the wall,
Claiming that they're knowing all.
Trying to deceive our minds,
The bells corruption, thrice to chime.
Reflected from a world of fear,
The jester's face now seems to leer.
Sunk within the world of spies,
Of petty truths and covert lies.
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Mmm....fruit acids...
The truth is there yet never found.
Slowly does the real seem lost,
Beneath the false like winter's frost.
hmmmmm kinda sounds familiar doesnt it? some how it speaks to me. i really like this. you ended it well and yea....very clean cut and neat piece. (that doesnt make much sense)
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no1 is a virgin the world screws us all
thanx again!
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worship my comic dammit!
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I'm off to see a man about a fish.
The jester's face now seems to leer.
Sunk within the world of spies,
Of petty truths and covert lies.
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I didn't say that we ought to misbehave just look as if we could.----unknown
The jester's face now seems to leer.
Sunk within the world of spies,
Of petty truths and covert lies.
so many lines in this appeal to me but i think the last stanza is my fav - so, so true. I think i'm gonna have to fave this
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Me:Why do rich people always eat gross things like snails, frog legs, and fish eggs? ~ADoseOfInsanity: Why don't they just go to a pond and start suckin'?
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