Broken

Caught out again like a bug on a web

You reel me in to your trap

Not even noticing what you have done

Breaking my heart with a sudden snap

Dangling there on a string

Waiting for the axe to fall

The world suddenly seems so small

It only exists for you and me

But you are made of clouds and dreams

If I touch you, you would cease to be

Giving way to my plans and schemes

So look I can but never touch

A delicate balance is struck

Until another comes into your life

Even in dreams I have no luck

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Dagger's Edge

Dagger’s Edge

Sometimes my feet get bloody

My balance is not quite level

But the ground below is muddy

I’d end up completely disheveled

It’s harder then walking on eggshells

At least, on that you know the score

For eggshells crush rather easy

They are simply the spoils of war

But balancing on the dagger’s edge

Playing both sides at once

You never know which bet to hedge

Relying on luck and impudence

There’s always a side to favor

Someone who wants to win

Never taking time to savor

Only looking for the next sin

The only winners are failures

The only triumph is loss

Truth is no longer my savior

To bear this is my cross

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