Madness Poems Whispered Words Wicked Words Wrapped In Sin Wrapped In Words

Remove The Flesh That Hides My Sin

A dance out of sync,

Words sung without tune,

As the illusion fades and reality shows its grand plan,

The kiss that was planted is shown how it feed into the lies that were said,

One after another,

Hand in hand did they swing,

A yes that really was a no,

An answer that was lost in a riddle,

For the one who answered it all was the one who asked the first question,

Limp readings lost in the rush of blood to an empty vessel,

A tomorrows light,


Misbegotten things,

Let the ants run free,

Let the knife cut,

Let the darkness shine through..

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