Vain

I’ve always
Tangled these
Heart strings.
So consumed by
Needful things
Until the Sirens
Scream
And a hearse
Brings me
Home.
The spectacle
Of bone
Undressed of the
Flesh.
Undone by
The sorrow
Beneath your
Arrogance.
Your mouth full
Of the lies
You’ve told
While your eyes
Bleed the truth.

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