These images the mind casts
the vision in the day time
even is blurry
who I really want has
gone, yes in a hurry
you are never going to be
as it were yestertimes
those memories now Bush-side corpse
rotten like the uneaten food
that was served by ones enemies
who might i be but you
the one i see in the mirror not you
many lies hidden washed up-beach
and you still try to paint it true
don’t bother, you are off leach
how long do you think you can fill the riff
of distrust that now separate you face
from sincerity
if the tune is familiar
the dogs will roosts
in the shelter of bones and blood
that flows in every tree
but what happens when the forest has gone to grave
and the heart pumps slave tears
of emotions that can not be free


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