Divided tongue
Probing thru parted lips
One speaks in darkness
A hateful hiss
One in light for all to hear
Lies served and spread with honey

Cruelest of their kind
Meant to divide
“Choose my side”
Devastation spreads like fire
While they watch the embers glow
From the matchstick their hand still holds

In Silence the pain can be felt
The thrust of the blade
Again does strike
Trust has left me
Completely alone
Feeling numb

Joy Elaine ~ December 06, 2006 ~ revised March 09, 2007

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