Crossing The River Of Hypocrisy…

Rest Forever When We Are Dead
The feeling slips away from me
Your soft skin drags across the floor
The shredded self of worthlessness
Deception is the only way to communicate
Letters become words
Broken sentences of a useless paragraph
They say you’re dead
But when you died is undecided
Killed you in my mind so long ago
So I thought, believe in nothing until
You’re stand on its grave
A six-foot ditch dug for you
No one asked, took it upon myself
Because you know we are friends
Don’t mistake the smile for anything less
I’ve never wanted anything more
Then to listen to your final breath
God and country could never take away
What I’ve already been given

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