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Lies Vs. Truth

I know They’re there. 

They kiss me sweetly. 

They stroke me with tenderness. 

They whisper love into my ears. 

 

I know They’re there. 

They disguise Themselves in beauty 

That only exists to me. 

They are lurking at every corner; 

Beckoning me to accept them in silence. 

 

They beg for my ignorance; 

So that Their beauty may remain intact. 

My love keeps Them alive; 

In return, I become oblivious to their intentions. 

 

My eyes must be closed to see Them. 

So I shut them tightly at will. 

They hold me and comfort me; 

And I am soothed by Their touch. 

 

They shield me from the one,  

Grotesque, Repugnant Beast 

That would make them disappear. 

 

They dance with me in a joyful chorus 

Spinning me about 

Until my balance is lost. 

Their voice, when They sing 

Is divine resonation... 

It swirls exquisitely   

In my ears and mind 

A lovely ensemble  

So musical with sound. 

 

 The Repugnant, Grotesque Beast   

Is my only savior; 

But is hidden from my sight. 

 

To see him, I would have to open my eyes... 

Except I know They’re there... 

And I’m not sure if I really want Them to leave. 

 

Do I spend eternity 

Dancing in synchronicity  

With Their undeniable beauty? 

Or do I allow the Repugnant Beast  

To awaken me from my peaceful stupor? 

 

I only wish the Beast were as beautiful as They..

Perhaps I’ll never have my way.     

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