Monday, July 16, 2012

Double Treason

Something deeper than betrayal
Runs beneath these hidden scars.
Mold a mask of sweet illusion,
To hide behind these prison bars.

Passion stronger than their treason
Fills the weak and poisoned mind.
The sharpest knife, that of a brother,
Leaves wounds no other man can find.

Darkness colder than the nightmares
That thrive upon a withered soul.
Bless the cursed, full, understanding
Which changes everything we know.

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