Thursday, April 29, 2010

Stones and Sticks

Haven't seen for a while I force a smile,

Try to relax but the pressure always stacks,

Perplexing attacks of the cerebral,

Regain focus but derailed to evil,

Inclined to live deceitful,

Who am I this bag of tricks,

Mix the lies with stones and sticks,

Cement them in with walls of bricks,

Trapped inside a safe place to hide,

Layers of truth you will not find,

Bring it down to place of mind,

Solid foundation built on misdirection,

Crumbles bit by bit till sudden slide,

No hope to avoid judgment's coming tide

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