lies perch on the coffee-table
things smell of petrichor

your fork seems sharp and sanguinary
truth be told truths shall be buried tonight
in the garth behind your kitchen


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Boundaries and Fate

Hope that things turn out to be what they were thought of initially
Everything turns out to be right
Beyond imagination lies desire, which has got it’s own life

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my rib cage..
filled with thorns..
the lies you tell me….

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time measured lies
left deceiving me
in lost illusive alibis
failed false recovery
lost in the strands of
dead destiny’s hand

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