There Will Be No Happy Resolution

Trust no man

liars weave fancy cloth

cut from razor steel

leaving the truth in their wake

There will be no happy resolution

no promises

Trust them not

just for yourself

but because the lies they birth

rip their bodies open

exposing a stubborn selfishness

no one can understand

Take heed and duck

i heard they carry beautiful bullets within their tongues

and breed with bitches in flea ridden sacks

They dye their lyes

 to match the shades of golden lilacs

Curl their glimmering smiles up at you

while they reach into their bag of tricks

& knick knacks

Don’t trust

careless people with sunshine dreams


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