How we came 2 be

I, interested in the love of you

your lovers curiosity

Utopia by love's demand

saturated by untruths

manipulated by a manic man

 

Hurt can never intensify

unless tears remain falling

from a lover's eyes

caught in a tempest

who can deny

the bridges burned

when love begins 2 cry

 

Simple 2 those who perceive

a love once full of life

now hopelessly bereaved

what I intended 2 be

perceptions from a mind once profound

now mired in webs of insanity

 

MIRRORS OF CONFLICTED SOULS

REVEAL IMAGES WE REFUSE 2 SEE

WHAT COULD HAVE BEEN

WHO WE REFUSE 2 BE

 

Mornings we forsake

such is love's fate

when Houses of the Holy

are built on land prone 2 quakes

exasperation

4 goodness sake

wish I could give you more

but fate

left nothing 2 take

 

Over rainbows we once wished

ignoring the downpours

from demonic outpours

our pores

now resist

the morning mist

 

Tears drying before

they caress our faces

love torn by jealousy

and other petty

disgraces

 

MIRRORS OF CONFLICTED SOULS

REVEAL IMAGES WE REFUSE 2 SEE

WHAT WE COULD HAVE BEEN

WHO WE REFUSE 2 BE

 

Taught 2 learn life's lessons well

fully prepared 4 the inevitable burns

when escaping our personal hell

blisters begin 2 swell

no one there 2 soothe our pain

2 ashamed 2 tell

 

I'll see you

on the dark side of the moon

hopefully

our communication will one day resume

roses once in bloom

now shredded and left 2 die

by the dog days of an August afternoon

 

MIRRORS OF CONFLICTED SOULS

REVEAL IMAGES WE REFUSE 2 SEE

WHAT COULD HAVE BEEN

WHO WE REFUSE 2 BE

 

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