Their Betrayal

The Fearful Aeons of truth
To Kill it’s Smile of Hope
Walking onward
Feel freedom melt and dissipate to twilight
To find the truth of our past
The Mausolea of human deceit
I push this all away
Flowers of fire do not let me cease
I shall raise the loyalty of the misery of your gods
Once honesty
O how I use thee, blurry window
Thine spirit is aimed of treachery.

Ian V. Seymour ©2011

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