Thursday, December 2, 2010

Dead Honesty

Black is the night
And cold is its grip
Just like your lies and deceit

Did you take a moment to consider my feelings?
Or were you too focused on your selfish endeavors to even consider another?

You reap what you sow
The reaper will come along for you
I only hope that you have sowed a few good things

You burned me with fire
I fell to the ground
But I have been raised from the ashes a better man

Unfortunately for you through all this
It shows you are not the person that you could be
Rise above!
Be a real person!
Honesty is not dead to you!

I will never give you a chance to burn me again
But another already has
Don’t burn them
For the night is black
And its grip cold

Then the only one you will have to look to, will be yourself
And then honesty will be dead

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