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Lure
I have opened my eyes
to see into the light,
that deceptive light,
we are all mislead to gravitate
to.
Into the light, they bid us
to go, happy fools follow
to find the purity that lays
just upon the other side,
but do you ever hear claim
or word of their ecstasy in
the passing?
What a enticing trap
the light would offer,
to line us up and march us
through, into what waiting
hungry jaws?
As an anglerfish
does dangle before its
prey, that pretty little light
in those dark depths,
so the truth is not seen
until it is too late, and
within the belly of the beast
we lie.
2:30 PM - 10/17/2006 -
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