The Lobotomy of a LiarA Poem by Aerial PerezWe don't masquerade...
There's a hole in my tongue
And my chest is bleeding out Sutured down and made by allies, With friends like these I never needed an alibi Masters of deception Sheets over me and mine, in time... We don't masquerade On echoed senses, fractured tenses The words spoken are carefully mended To stick inside, but they're all just lies There was a hole in my chest And my tongue's been bleeding out A single solemn message to shut my mind Oh! With friends like those They tell me to prepare for demise Cause' me, myself and I Were always bad with goodbyes They don't masquerade On echoed senses, fractured tenses The words spoken are carefully mended To stick inside, but they're all just lies Fences that we ease into Can't keep our mouths shut With honesty and lenses held over them They're all just liars, Can't keep our mouths... We don't masquerade On echoed senses, fractured tenses The words spoken are carefully mended To stick inside, but they're all just lies Oh, we stick inside We're all just lies. © 2011 Aerial PerezAuthor's Note
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StatsAuthorAerial PerezNYAboutI'm Aerial, people tend to call me 'KG' though. I love to write even though I don't think of myself as outstandingly unique in my love for it. Please feel free to message me, comments/feedback/random .. more..Writing
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