The Betrayal

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    The Betrayal

    I walk with adored positivity
    Make haste, my hands work adorably
    No frowns to shade anyones day
    Work is work, just with a dash of swordplay
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    I walk to see your faces shine
    As the night covers gloom, the stars align
    Woe to my friends, or so called thereof
    Acquaintance perhaps done in naught
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    Persevere, never say never
    Conquer the world up and asunder
    When motivation is lost, for pete's sake move!
    When hope is gone, then percieve what is good
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    Heed the wheels of rewards and recognition
    My skill icognito, losing inspiration
    My dear acquaintance hands are tied
    Nothing to look forward to but their web of lies
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    And promises, when none of them is true
    None but handsmaids of the cruel shrew
    Your request, my obedience is a lust
    Everything you work for will be seen as dust
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    Or am I metaphor? Am I metamomorphosis
    Something lost like the lycans in bliss
    Crying to a moon who would never take second looks
    Without requests saved in a book
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    Shake your head, don't mind the invincible thread
    Silverlining of what's awesome and the best
    Yet compare a life who's craft has been stifled
    Mock and ridiculed by less skillfull bred
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    Ye who knows nothing, try to learn
    Earnestly burning brows and candles to a stern
    And be steady, as the light dances as time
    See them, hear, listen to their crimes
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    I may be silent but I carry a big burden
    When I try forgetting the past, i will forgive them
    I enjoyed watching you grow wings and tail
    I enjoyed seeing your faces as I fail
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    I raise the flag waving it with religion
    A last act of farewall to a dying legion
    Of nothing but dread emancipation
    A cracked justice, never blindly would fall
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    Someone who works and pains in absolute
    The deriviation of a cowardly crook
    Is to be cloaked with the gloom and aspire
    Pins and needles without the need to respire
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    The best are chosen and negligably forgotten.
    Like the request of a better scheduled fiend
    No,no contradictions, dear friends
    But only to those who has patience to bend
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    And adjust, if I could say we must
    Something halfway, something I can trust
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    Feb 14, 09
    8:11 PM
    Good to have my wife as an only ally during these times.

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    Necy commented on The Betrayal

    06-30-2010

    yes, a good disguise and a betrayal of trust is responsibility-lost.

    Poetry is when an emotion has found its thought and the thought has found words.

    Robert Frost (1875-1963) American Poet.

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