BLASPHEMY January 3, 2015 heymaddymaybetrayal, early morning thoughts, liar, lies, love, poem, poetry, winning, words, writing, youLeave a comment This feeling that everything was built on lies will not subside, Cut off my communication, persuasion, translation, It’s a game you win inevitably now, Though in due time, I will realize, I am the winner, For I won on my own terms. BLASPHEMY