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Monday, December 13, 2010

I'm not spinning a web of deceit because ur not comfortable with the  truth that  exists 
For the two  always coexist  
Lie, truth not one without the other
Incomplete never obsolete 
U see 
What tangled webs we weave 
For we deceive 
When opposed with facing what is so 
Grappling with the sand floating Amiss within our fingertips 
Hit or miss?  
Stories untold mysteries to unfold
Demolishing what is true  but oh so apparent 
What happened has happened 
For there is nothing left to do 
Can never undo what's no longer in front of u 
Rewind exists only in the mind 
Healing takes time
Un-die Unwind or remain stupefied. 

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