My life is made of walls and waves. Colored by the lights of sky and caves.
Reflections of the future and visions of the past,
it's always been the little things in life that last.
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My heart has made a conclusion,
About the utterance of your illusion.
The spin of a glove, a roll of the sleeve,
and all of my suspicion was granted seclusion.
Lovely you were in word and rhyme,
pleasant, and all of your lies sublime.
But there was another story they all told me,
lacking in luster and any kind of glory...
They saw what you were and I ignored the warning.
Passed by the signs and enjoyed the warming.
Like a two sided joker, I was played the fool...
And I only stayed to test the rules.
Rules I found were meant to be broken,
the trick of the light with plastic words spoken.
The cooler it became, it just wasn't the same.
When the spell is past, the magician will say,
the fool only has herself to blame
