Dark Sight

Spurious Being

I soared on wings of delusion
Surveying my realm
Defending against truths unwanted
Constructing a glorious edifice for my lies

Then came the fall
That day when I knew brutality
Tore asunder this rotting corpse
This reviled remnant of my mind

Under the glare of reality
My once mighty wings snapped
This tortured mind crashing to the world
Id tattered and bereft of will

Though void of sensation
There in my blindness
I saw you
And knew no other beauty

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