Echoes of mindless whisperers
Chanted in the hallway of your mind
Bouncing off the hard ebony walls
Creating cracks like bulb filaments
Can you see the chinks of truth?
Glimmering in the blackest of darkness
Obvious, but to the naked eye’s holder not
You walk past unknowing of that what you desire
It lies, just lies
Lies to both you and itself
While lying there
Innocent at first glance
But, look deeper you may find the dirty lies
Lies within truth, maybe it is the other way around
Are you looking at the true or false?
Is it any of the two?
Doubts and endless questions bouncing off the same ebony walls
But your lips don’t move
Your eyes don’t shift
Your face doesn’t stir
Oh those strong ebony walls!
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