Pretty

Pretty words and pretty angels
Petty words and petty people
Both are lies of our own creation
But what is a world without Truth
The dream of a trickster, a deceiver, a Demon

How do the senses react
To the power of a god
Who placed a pretty angel
With pretty words
In this realm of insecurity

The body quakes
And the heart produces a rhythm
Unnervingly similar to Lust’s effect
Pretty angel with pretty words
Honest and true, my friend

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