This ray of light you're seeing's
a spotlight that's deceiving
you into thinking
there's no
darkness
here.
You've built a wall, like any army,
to keep out the alarming
greyer truths
that you don't want to hear.
(But I can't get by living lies)
I can't pretend that there's no shadow,
or empty things aren't hollow
(even though non-substance's what I like)
or that, to every story, there's no other side.
I
can't get by
living lies.
After all, what is darkness,
if undefined by light?
Or love, unless it towers
above the pits of the despised?
It's something you deny.
But I
can't get by
living lies.
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