Vice Haunt Poems

Mercy died with humanity and wrath took it's place
Hollow shells aren't people
Pity for emptiness is pointless
When the lines between reality and fantasy fuse
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The Butterfly
mesmerizes the masses
with poisonous wings
and unmatched grace
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Hard and heavy
Fast and slow
Slamming into the walls
Drumming through your soul
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It is dark, and yet alone you flitter hiding from unappreciative eyes
The contrast of the butterfly
soft fragile wings slipping through the dangers of the night
I envy the moth
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I saw you standing there just a moment ago
looking at me
at the end of the tunnel
What did you see?
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Fake: Covering or hiding flaws to improve apperance and Value.
To pretend or act.

Fake is how we live our lives.
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Stop sitting there pretending
like you care
pretending
i want to care
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