a servant of that pretty lie called "truth."

a servant of that pretty lie called "truth".
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you thought you knew
the way the world worked
didn't you?

but behind the curtains
no mice run
merrily on their cosmic
wheels..

and I KNOW the silence
of the world rapes your
soul.

(more than any pain your
heart has had to feel.)

oh..the expression on your
face yesterday...

the expression on that
face was Priceless!

(but you sold it anyway.)

How does it feel to be
a Slave to Dead Ideals?

A Servant of that Pretty
Lie Called "Truth."


Who walks The Living Land
of Death while Breathing
Ancient Fumes!

Knowing in your Heart
compassion Kills..

haunting mostly countless
empty rooms.

(In A Universe where
Mice have Abandoned
You.)

j.stephen.h.