Is it really all the same
Distantly connected stories
Defy differences with the same name
Through eyes witnessed familiar pain
Talk of beauty and lies of blame
Kinda like some voodoo that we do
To make secure pictures come into view
So myself wont be hurt by you
But the lies not true
All the things we do
To protect the heart
I'd rather stab mine through
We'll just run around the tree
not loving you, not loving me
Find ourselves alone
Like a king upon their throne
Having nothing else to prove
Enjoying security and a little truth
Spinning in individuality
The waters converge
where the you becomes the me
©cosmicwave
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