Face it.
Make a break for it.
Contradict.
Selling yourself
as you sit upon a throne
a thorne of make believe.
Listening to lies,
to deceit that is your name.
Fall,
upon your shallow grave.
Sleep,
and make your world engrave
your name, your soul, your identity.
Shall I call you by one name?
Or a million?
Face it. Contradict.
Author notes
I haven't written a poem in forever and a day. I don' t really get this one..but I kind of do. I think it's about contradictions in people...haha.
Do read...Tell me whatcha think.
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Love this
I can relate to this, in my personla life...lies and contractiction are like Husband and Wife...
Truths of the heart and Life..there are no eyes for these two in the world
thank you for sharing
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