My Lament
As I am cast into an abyss
The anguish of nothing
Which the one I exalt nay return
My center barren.
My dearest gone from myself.
Myself accupant of nothing but the void of the mirrors adjacent.
My sorrow not yet quondam,
Though, anger has left all chasms of me.
Such sorrow demanding my loss of innocence. Myself no longer my self.
Ideals tossed into the furnace of true thought.
Blurring my feelings, annoying my thoughts, never wanting the truth.
The inevatable truth.
The truth I cannot stand to face.
The lie I adore so dearly.
The lie of my life.
The lie of all others.
The lies of all others.
Copyright ©2004 Cypher (me)
As I am cast into an abyss
The anguish of nothing
Which the one I exalt nay return
My center barren.
My dearest gone from myself.
Myself accupant of nothing but the void of the mirrors adjacent.
My sorrow not yet quondam,
Though, anger has left all chasms of me.
Such sorrow demanding my loss of innocence. Myself no longer my self.
Ideals tossed into the furnace of true thought.
Blurring my feelings, annoying my thoughts, never wanting the truth.
The inevatable truth.
The truth I cannot stand to face.
The lie I adore so dearly.
The lie of my life.
The lie of all others.
The lies of all others.
Copyright ©2004 Cypher (me)







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