Tuesday, September 7, 2010

Epic Demise

Epic Demise

Rome is burning
And so is my soul
Lost dreams and forgotten secrets
Sneak up from behind

I scratch my head
Trying for the right answer
None actually exists

A repeated torture
Since childhood
Fondles my thoughts

Flowing stream
Social consciousness
Everything is unreal

My favorite lies
Lay on the table
Euphemisms for a disguise

No one can find me
Among the herd
Waiting to be slaughtered

The wolf is tired
Of the fighting
Sad heart and forlorn soul

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