SoundSiren
TMF Master
- Joined
- Nov 3, 2009
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Was there ever an ounce of truth
In your laughing eyes?
Moves orchestrated to a symphony
Only your selfish lips could sound.
Beautiful liar tell me I can fly
And my wings will sprout.
The sky will meet my face
And kiss the feathers you’ve invented.
A feather for each false embrace
Every calculated encouragement.
To protect you said.
To shield from the pain of knowing you said.
To block the arrows from piercing your self constructed thrown...
I SAID.
Let’s call it what it is
And just be done with it.
Flat out self-serving MANIPULATION
At it’s deepest truth filled core.
The ME ME ME in you
Taking up arms.
To fend off the clarity from sinking into your silenced prisoners.
Their heads filled with tightly wound mazes you’ve oh…so…carefully drawn.
No exit in sight.
Sandbag those walls with beautiful tales
To soak up the coming storm.
Do all you can to safe face
And walk away less scarred.
Sitting back I’ll watch with awe filled eyes
As all that you are comes barreling down
To decimate all your sugar laced,
Ill thought out
L I E S.
In your laughing eyes?
Moves orchestrated to a symphony
Only your selfish lips could sound.
Beautiful liar tell me I can fly
And my wings will sprout.
The sky will meet my face
And kiss the feathers you’ve invented.
A feather for each false embrace
Every calculated encouragement.
To protect you said.
To shield from the pain of knowing you said.
To block the arrows from piercing your self constructed thrown...
I SAID.
Let’s call it what it is
And just be done with it.
Flat out self-serving MANIPULATION
At it’s deepest truth filled core.
The ME ME ME in you
Taking up arms.
To fend off the clarity from sinking into your silenced prisoners.
Their heads filled with tightly wound mazes you’ve oh…so…carefully drawn.
No exit in sight.
Sandbag those walls with beautiful tales
To soak up the coming storm.
Do all you can to safe face
And walk away less scarred.
Sitting back I’ll watch with awe filled eyes
As all that you are comes barreling down
To decimate all your sugar laced,
Ill thought out
L I E S.