HAZE
Pity only the honest deception taking hold.
Scraps of dignity blow about defenseless.
Beating all back down if they dare reach up, so bold.
Deep wounds taking bites that leave all senseless.
Create inner peace saturated witha thick negative force.
Breathless eyes staring as the world passes by. Wondering how the walls collapsed, screams, throats horse.
Games leave seeping creases in souls just waiting to die.
Written by Becky Jo Gibson May 2006
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