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Eyes dropped to the floor.
The cold silence pricked every bone
The words frozen in thought
Shaking and quivering afraid to come out
With each silent moment passing
Heart shrunk down constricted
ready to shatter into thousands
Of shards like crushed glass
It's death was coming and innocence
Started its long sad goodbye
Each forced heartbeat hit with
A dull sickening ache kept warning
Like a beacon of distress
every space between longing
For a comforting lie growing
Longer hollower forcing the realization
That hope was leaving with out a sound
Shrinking hardening with a heavy groan
Eyes looked through lies in a fleeting skip of heart,
There was the hopeless answer denied in vain
The shards exploded through sticking and stabbing
The searing torture, the madness! the icy pain,
The dark hollow that now remained.
Never was there such a call for an unlikely bed fellow
Spindoctor, witchdoctor, lie to me, trance me
Lost is something that can never be regained.
Innocence betrayed.