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Buy a lie
The price is high
Like freedom of living
Or never forgiving

Believe what is before your eyes
Read into it something with meaning
But it's still only a bought and paid for script
Written by committee
Characters posed by poison pens


Swirling shadows flutter in the camera lens
Dark gravitational pulls the light inside out
Words are uttered like dying gasps for air
Who is there?




Poetry by Chaucer Whethers
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Written on 2020-09-10 at 23:39

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