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 Posted: Sat Oct 06, 2007 1:31 pm
The world is full or truth and lie. That much is easy to know. The good, the bad. The wrong, the right. We learn them while we live our life’s. The hard part is sorting out the two. Where do they begin and end. Who is the best to befriend. They twist up in fight. The wrong and the right. Clouding sight, picking fights, till one becomes dark as night. Yet giving guidance, Show the way, Be my path I hope and pray. Simplicity is not that easy. Tangled truth, hides the lies. Speaking a lie to save a life. Is the right the beginning of the wrong. The light so strong, a shadow it makes...
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Posted: Mon Oct 08, 2007 8:04 am
So true...and yet such a sad realization that we are forced to come to.
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Posted: Sat Oct 13, 2007 10:51 am
how dramatic for a simply complicated poem .
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