The Perpetuated Lie
It’s all a game
And it’s a damn shame
That the claim to my fame, up to this point,
Is this joint, half-burned, un-lit
That now sits on the night stand
It’s a reflection, a metaphorical imagery of a love
That burned hot at one time
That now, no longer has reason or rhyme
And my mind is clear of the clutter
And all that other stuff
That seemed to linger like a rash,
Yeah, trash that needs to be thrown away
I’m not about to re-hash it all
This fall from grace is about my inability
To exhaust myself
Excuse myself
Eradicate myself from the perpetuated lie
No, you never loved me
No, you never did care
No, you never chose to be there
No, you thought you could fare
Far better with another lover,
Not as good under-the-cover,
But yet
Nothing more than just a brotha
That was trying to score
For more and more, don’t all you women say
We men “are all alike”
SIKE
That’s part of the perpetuated lie
By and by
When the morning comes
We’ll understand it better by and by
That song, from the days of my youth
Told the truth, the whole truth and nothing but the truth
So enough of the hiding,
Enough of the assorted pages looking for love
I don’t NEED the internet
And I’m willing to bet
That yet will come the day when I’ll say
“Love DOES exist for me”
Deserving or not
I’ll find the hot that can melt the cold of my own pain
And then the refrain of the perpetuated lie
Will end
Spare no details, tell me exactly what you think about this ....
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wowzer
If you seek you shall find
My favorite line is "DESERVING OR NOT I'll find the hot that can melt the cold of my pain"
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Nothing but bitterness but underneath that is a thing that sought for hope of love. And that part I loved so much. You’ve expressed a lot in this piece alone and in every line was excellent in every way. Lol, very unique title... Wouldn't expect it form a lovely piece such as this.
blessed be
-Blanche
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Wow...
This is so full of Bitter~sweetness.
A time of scorn and a time to heal. Deep roots here BlackRabbit, that you have penned very well.
Loved the part...going back to the youth days...by and by, my Grandmother used to sing that too...deep, my friend, very deep...and you will find True Love w/o all that other stuff.
Much respect for keeping it real in all of your work,
Ephiphany
Take care and good to see you.
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Nah, that "true love" stuff is for people that are entitled to it, I not being one of them. I'm good... being alone is a good thing and I've accepted it for what it is. Just had to get the thoughts on a continual basis, before the take over and take control, LOL
Thanks for the support, as always.
You mean a ton to me, you always will.
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