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A New Face | Poem

Will life become,
A mercy on my sinned soul;
A medicine to cursing past?

For this moment,
Lie to my thoughts, my dear,
Tell me, angelic verses await me,
Tell me, love seeks me,
Tell me, I’m healing;
To this moment,
Lies make me smile.

Deathra, time has come again,
I must change to survive,
Truths I force to bathe in fantasies
Are aware of deceiving I try,
Who shall I become now?

That truth, That lie, That son,
That lover, That sinner, That worker.
Let’s keep this a secret,
I must leave now,
The new journey seeks my footprints. Will life become,
A mercy on my sinned soul;
A medicine to cursing past?
For this moment,
Lie to my thoughts, my dear,
Tell me, angelic verses await me,
Tell me, love seeks me,
Tell me, I’m healing;
To this moment,
Lies make me smile.
Deathra, time has come again,
I must change to survive,
Truths I force to bathe in fantasies
Are aware of deceiving I try,
Who shall I become now?
That truth, That lie, That son,
That lover, That sinner, That worker.
Let’s keep this a secret,
I must leave now,
The new journey seeks my footprints.

Copyright sjwordsmith

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