Appropriate
for Lent
Perceptions
are the destructive primitives
The
illusion that pretends to know reality
Decisions
steeped in imagination and self-deception
To be
right or wrong is hit or miss, a mental shenanigan
Sufferance
is always the powerful remembrance
The
coincidental good time rock and roll is a time relative dalliance
The most
destructive are mistakes in the realm of love
Or
perhaps it’s lust that shatters and turns your soul into dust
What
might’ve or what you thought had
No
logical progression but emotional conclusion
Bringing
heartache to fruition
Self-damnation
the curse from illusion
Nothing
after is fate’s cruelest laughter
Leaves
the soul to marinate in the sauce of regret
Lessons
learnt have a strident effect
Next time,
decide that logical reality is the saint
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