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What is done in the dark

will always come into the light,

and your razor-sharp words pierce me deeper

than any hidden memory.



The childlike innocence of a fabricated alias

can be mastered in front of the bedside mirror,

where wicked secrets hide their colors,

and vain lies are a delicacy.



The ludicrous ideals of an over imaginative youth

create false theories of delightful existence,

where rose petals burst into flames and turn to ash,

like every attempted romance,

and indestructible tears dissipate

before ever having the chance to flow.



I seek refuge in that fantasy, my oasis,

drinking the sinfully cool waters that satisfy more than thirst.

but dreams are always tainted with thoughts of tomorrow

and the agony of waking up.