Cut to Ribbons
calling out - to a realistic fate
as all the emptiness
remains at the wait
saw blade spinning surely
it never stops
it will harvest all skin
it rips the lot
no time to abide
the teeth will divide it bites threw
a flesh of all fermenting lies
your pride - cut to ribbons
your soul - cut to ribbons
your stride - cut to ribbons
your hope - cut to ribbons
strolling in
settles all control
a secret frozen state
solidified a hold
knife edge pierces slowly
right through the bone
ignorance is ramped
in your smart tone
all lines will deceive
the aim to conceive a way to show
a balance of exacting need
your pride - cut to ribbons
your soul - cut to ribbons
your stride - cut to ribbons
your hope - cut to ribbons
a door blocks a need to seek
eclipse of one so weak
confined to endless fear
a risk a blame to much to hear
your pride - cut to ribbons
your soul - cut to ribbons
your stride - cut to ribbons
your hope - cut to ribbons
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