Proxymate

Meeting with you
Which one of us is more see through
Glances to misconstrue

Fleeting points of view
Inner motives we never knew
Dust hatred off your shoes

Limited range end game
Never the same after this change
Gone our separate ways

Tell me what's best
and all the rest
Spoken in jest
We manifest

Clawing the eyes out
to get the lies out
Kissed by a wise mouth

Can we see eye to eye
Who can say what's really inside
Evident as to why

Life we spend till we die
New time lent for another try
Screaming into a sigh

Stuck to the plan
the plan was a scam
A scam is a hand
A blow that did land

Ask all around
Who makes a sound
Feet on the ground
Spacetime is round

Faces that frown
Complacent bound
A wasted crown
a wasted crown
A Wasted Crown

Slipped through a noose
Grasped at the loose
Still did we choose
Without the proof



Credits
Writer(s): Steve Patrick Powell
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