A storyline as common as
The shoes upon your feet,
Sneaking up behind you as
You look the other way.
You were just an actor
Strutting loud upon a stage
Spouting lines that someone
else
Had given you to say.
Amazing how simplicity
Can be so damned elusive,
How digging out and digging
in
Can leave you stupefied.
The telling of the tale
Becomes a complicated matter
Spinning truth in circles til
You don’t know who has lied.
Prideful dissertation
Creates many cracks and
creases,
Shattering hope, leaving
lives
In tiny little pieces.
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