Whispering shades of grey,
Clouding reason in blinding layers.
Misleading whispers wafting in and around,
Right and wrong, truth and lies,
Gnawing into each other, self-extinguishing.
The melody of honesty disperses into the night sky,
Fragmenting itself into a cacophony of deceit.
Budding blooms of pristine innocence,
Trodden upon, wiped out purposefully and wholly,
To be clothed in murky curtains of grey henceforth.
The universal cloak of pretense,
That which is woven with the fabric of deception,
Spouting falsity with the ease of breath,
The narcissistic cloth has ingrained itself into skin.
Pretentious face and I, now blindingly one and the same.
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