Halls Of Disdain

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Blinded by this place we call fate,

I wait,

It couldn’t be further away,

The unknown beats on my brain,

It will happen in providence,

The words descend,

On ears of deafness,

Not catching,

Words are useless,

In this place,

In between,

Of no time or reality,

I wait in vain,

Wander the halls of disdain,

In baited breathe,

In white flowing stress,

I will wait for you.

Tell Me Lies

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Bribe my heart,

Lie to my face,

Do what you will to make me stay,

Wash the deception down the drain,

Fabricate the truth,

Make me stay,

Honey I can’t live this way,

In reality my soul exists in pain,

My eyes are blinded by grief,

My ears deaf to the sounds you speak,

I’d rather turn the other way,

Find my truth another day.