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FallaciesIgnorance unbroken, Is the sound of the unspoken. Blind minds create illusions, That encourage strong delusions, To arrange the execution, Of a tried and true solution, Replaced by more confusions, That have arrived at false conclusions, That, upon examination, lack authentic validation. But no deliberation, Can stop its circulation. The fallacies, now learned and read, Leave words unsaid as good as dead.Fallacies
by ~serenata
In God's ImageGo ahead and mock me, Treat me with contempt. To take revenge this very hour, Has never been so sweet, nor sour. Mimic me maliciously, Cautious, surrepticiously, To disgrace a face, A human face, Made in God's image.In God's Image
Twist the truth, rewrite the past, Talk yourself in circles. Your vipers' tongue that speaks in spite, Is too weak to reason, but not to fight. Discredit me fallaciously, Gossip, lie disgraciously, To disgrace a face, To slander a name, A human name, Made in God's image.
Weave your sorrid sarcasm,
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Detonate Your DespairWhat is your secret? What do you hide. Behind the smile that mocks your pain? Your constant denial, Is betrayed by your smile, That cannot stop the speeding train. Your burden, forboding, Is close to exploding, Your heart is eroding with each piercing strain. But I'm met with contempt, With every attempt, To detonate your despair.Detonate Your Despair
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My Friend, My Fraud"How are you today, my friend?" I shrug. "I don't know." As in "I know perfectly well how I'm feeling." As in "I don't want to tell you and I don't want to lie." As in "You need not worry about me while you cause my pain." As in "Your kind mask fails to conceal your cruelty." As in "I hate playing these games with you, 'my friend.'" &nbMy Friend, My Fraud
by ~serenata
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x MarionetteYou're my falling star in the wake of morning I watch as you disappear behind a crimson curtainx Marionette
My life, or what is left of it is simply a meer stage Weeping roses left lying upon the floor, fading and grey No one to pick them up, they just wither away Like a story with no ending; an empty page Left to write in about a marionette whose mask can't cover the hurtting But if left crestfallen' lying on the stage floor mourning
"Encore! Encore!" a restless crowd cries Rows of empty seats... save one "I thought you left, the play is finished" You place your hand on my c
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- Current Residence: my house
- Interests: reading, writing, crocheting, acting, music, singing, piano, things that are pretty, ect.
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- Favourite band or musician: Relient K
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Foolish Brother...If You Want To Kill Me...Then Hate,Spite...And Survive Pathetically. Run And Run...And Cling Desperately To Life.
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Welcome to DA! Your poetry is beautiful, i can see alot of potential here.
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