Monday, January 12, 2015

The Curtain Call

Moments passed
away and
I ran through the
motions as if
I were possessed.

Awakening memories
of your pale
naked body
that I
once caressed.

What seemed
to be left
was stolen
right in
front of my face.

You slept
for an eternity
behind our
sacred place.

The hypocrites
of today
unknowingly seal
their own fate.

Looking down
but it's themselves
they truly hate.

We are chosen,
the broken and damned
that you keep
trying to
be rid of.

Try as you may,
we won't accept
defeat and live
in a world
without love.

the codes
sent out to
the masses in
a screen of
every size.

Still, we
know that in
the passing
of eternity you
offer up
your own demise.

So scheme
away and spend
your fortune
on nightmares
and maddening dreams.

Evil giving
way to hatred
induced from love
at the curtain call
or so it seems.

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