“A flowing river of illusion, running with confusion”…

Eye Will Not Cry

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Messages mixed and muddy…
Barbed, sharp and bloody…

With tiny poisoned arrows…
Hiding deep dark sorrows…

With jet Black undertones…
Weighed down by a Thousand stones…
Whilst sat on moral high ground thrones…

Fired from upon high…
Into the cold night sky…
Aimed right between the eyes…

Words to provoke a reaction…
A fire burning for interaction…

And a fight…
Right here, right now, tonight…

Sprinkled with unwritten meanings…
Laced with unspoken feelings…

Intent hiding within the context…
Like some perverse contest…

Turned from words of excitement…
Into crushing, soul sapping disappointment…

Forming pools of simmering anger…
And double edged words of danger…
Speaking the language of a stranger…

Getting lost in translation…
But a verbal form of castration…
And a blunt accusation…

Pointing the finger…
Outlining the sinner…

And the deeds…
That grew from forbidden seeds…
But no one else sees…

Except the one…
Now holding the gun…

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