marionnettiste

you made a dark ocean

of twisting, sparkling truths

narrow lines of passage

through lies wrapped in razor wire

that strip beguiled flesh from bone

 

your spell is broken

the smoke has cleared

the mirrors have shattered

I stand behind enemy lines

an unwitting patriot of an unholy land

 

betrayal burns through me

a bitter tide of tragic loss

as you are swept

into the noxious sea

of liars and deceivers

 

covered in the rusted flakes

of your twisted tin fantasy

burned by your seductive fire

bleeding from the inside out

I watch you drown

 

and I walk away

because you never existed anyway


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