Playground of Lies

All an illusion

Empty words to pass the time

And fill the spaces emptied by wounds

Left bleeding too long and scarred too deep

Doesn't mean anything

Except for the fleeting moment

Of a smile in a flickering lifetime

That shapes itself in separating destinies

I can touch you though

I know you can't feel me

You let me touch you though

You know I know you can't feel me

Feeling her instead

But it's all in our heads

Just a game with no kneepads

Fall down and no one gets hurt

Because it's

All an illusion.

 
Sonja Torres 2000

 

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