Love Inside Fraud

 

If I were a fraud, would that I might be color-soaked,

Drawn by the anxious merchant is thought provoked.

What urgency in my soul each day cause true agony

Could reveal the nature of my heartbroken symphony.

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In crimson drippings of sanity lost in majestic horizon

While the Teflon magic of society maintain provision,

Wilt quiet soul traumatize judgment in kindred spirit

A quest, a desire, perhaps to best ill-found in dispirit.

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On the monster in mind; fallacy in passionate embrace

For to ever understand why we would question a face.

As the robe gives way to society drawn to stoning mood

Might the humanity of sacrifice question a sullen brood.

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For in the fakery of life we all might shadow a release,

To know full love will alter horrific talons, breathe peace.

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