Another Dwelling

by Ralice11   Jun 11, 2008


The corrupt nature of love....
The essence of complete annihilation
The depressing nature of truth
and the thin layers of lies....
comforting lies......

Compel us towards the unthinkable
our appeal for help falls on deaf
ears, hanging for all eternity unheard.
And yet we wait in the shallow
world we call home, we wait for the
inevitable.... We wait for death...

as the world we wait in looses’ meaning
we loose feeling, we no longer feel
the consequences of our actions, we
forget the horrific truths about our own
civilization that crumbles as we pretend
perfection..............
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