Product of a dying breed
Reflections of my inequities plague my sleep,
And though I bury myself deeply,
Beads of sweat burning my skin,
I see them hoodwinked dealing me,
Promises I made I didn't keep,
Laughters,lies now beg my tears,
I realize my pain,a path of deceit,
Now I witness this fete,
The product of a dying breed!
Is this the way I chose to procrastinate,
Stuck between reality and evil,
Am I glued with red sweat or blood which I bleed,
Choosing to trust yet choosing to sleep,
Now am fragile,from cuts,my ego deeply hit,
I see no light just a black hole illuminate,
I anticipate hell yet my gut denies the spell,
Now I witness this fete,
The product of a dying breed!
I felt the blackmail grow,
Deep rooted like malicious wee yearning to glow
The slanderous lies and fountains now become real
Is there a cure for a lie?
Is it ever too late to breathe one last lie?
Destined for emotional oblivion,
I choose to rid it,a heartless lion illfated to witness this fete,
The product of a dying breed!
And though I bury myself deeply,
Beads of sweat burning my skin,
I see them hoodwinked dealing me,
Promises I made I didn't keep,
Laughters,lies now beg my tears,
I realize my pain,a path of deceit,
Now I witness this fete,
The product of a dying breed!
Is this the way I chose to procrastinate,
Stuck between reality and evil,
Am I glued with red sweat or blood which I bleed,
Choosing to trust yet choosing to sleep,
Now am fragile,from cuts,my ego deeply hit,
I see no light just a black hole illuminate,
I anticipate hell yet my gut denies the spell,
Now I witness this fete,
The product of a dying breed!
I felt the blackmail grow,
Deep rooted like malicious wee yearning to glow
The slanderous lies and fountains now become real
Is there a cure for a lie?
Is it ever too late to breathe one last lie?
Destined for emotional oblivion,
I choose to rid it,a heartless lion illfated to witness this fete,
The product of a dying breed!
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