The Big Lie
The illusion takes many forms,
it tempts us
to be what we aren’t.
We worship for release
as it holds us
within its withered grasp,
squeezing our dreams.
We wait,
blindly thinking
the clenching of the fist is certain.
Our perceptions create a reaper,
so grim.
When we pass through the curtain,
we laugh when we see the truth.
The Big Lie
The illusion takes many forms,
it tempts us
to be what we aren’t.
We worship for release
as it holds us
within its withered grasp,
squeezing our dreams.
We wait,
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Smiley Face September 5, 2006 9:17 am
The Big Lie
The illusion takes many forms,
it tempts us
to be what we aren’t.
We worship for release
as it holds us
within its withered grasp,
squeezing our dreams.
We wait,
blindly thinking
the clenching of the fist is certain.
Our perceptions create a reaper,
so grim.
When we pass through the curtain,
we laugh when we see the truth.