I have fallen into deception
I have strayed from the light
Darkness is upon me yet I bask in denial
Even now in self deceit I delight
How foolish was I to believe this?
To be stuck in my musings
Now here I sit and relive this
Boy, your fantasies amuse me!
With my head up and shoulders high,
Boy you're a fucking trophy
I breathe in and let out a sigh
It's just them bitches that can't see
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Hypnosis: Vol I
PoetryA Collection of Poems ********************************************* Love may be a facade. Love may be deceptive. Even now in this state I write of love, I myself may not be in consciousnesses.
