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Conspiration Spectre

By Neurosine

Topics: Poetry Source: AllPoetry Original source

The deluded, so close to the truth, closer than the norm, take a step in the wrong direction. Is is conspiracy, is it mockery, or is it a lie? Is it the movies? Almost they understand the lies, they almost pull off the disguise, then schitz out like some abstract painting, but close enough to see the lies call a truce. Is it some betrayel to the common bond, calling up spectres, you may become if you seek, anything that's beyond, common fallacy, we belong, somewhere they don't even want us to imagine. Written March 10th, 2002 © on Mar 10 2002 05:40 AM PST, Neurosine    0 • 10

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