Living is a lie

by Emily   May 15, 2007


I am so afraid of what may be coming,
Devils march onwards in a straight line they're humming.
Singing my name in a low chord,
Asking me in I want to join them on the demons board.
I look back to the angels who have betrayed my trust,
They swear aloud at me and then turn into dust.
Angels that are most forgotten and demons that haunt my soul,
To just reach the light, the end, is my only goal.
Keep looking forward and ignore everything that may die,
Trust something that will live forever because living is a lie.

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