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[aid] => mick
[title] => The Cost Of Beguilement
[time] => 2005-11-30 15:14:43
[hometext] => ~to myself, and my sickness. I'd rather grow calloused and bitter than rectify my feeble pursuits~weepingprophet
[bodytext] => Drowsy in my own awareness Stagger to the critic room Seven minutes in front of that mirror Waiting for the what the judge will assume And lowered eyes will walk away Ever empty, still Through the croon of my own lonely My melodic lullaby I venture ever forward Lock the questions in the back of my mind Why is so shallow Its linger so bleak I don’t dare to answer Hollow in what there is to speak I know the cost of equality I fear the sting of truth I’d rather grow calloused and bitter Than rectify my feeble pursuits Lock the questions in the blank of my mind Restrain them, detain them Transform them into lies Lies go down so smooth They satisfy and soothe As I push away the fork and spoon I sell myself, “this only affects you” Why is so shallow Its linger so stark I don’t dare to answer Hollow in the explanations that there are Drowsy in my own oblivion My cage made by these hands Lock eyes with that creature In my reflection These are the necessary demands Lies slide down the blank of my mind Soothing and satisfying Blinding my crime Why is so shallow Its linger so loud I don’t dare to answer I just follow the crowd I know the cost of equality I fear the sting of truth I’d rather grow calloused and bitter Than rectify my feeble pursuits Besides, lies go down so damn smooth [comments] => 3 [counter] => 213 [topic] => 55 [informant] => weepingprophet [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 3 [ratings] => 3 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => dedicatedpoems )
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