Think about it and it will make sense.

Confined Beliefs

Concealment of a fading dream
Would not leave me be
Revealing self reflections
Would set my spirit free

Deep along my journey
I would encounter many things
The irony of life itself
The fallacy of kings
Corruption of man in bloom
The gentleness of the flower
How one stumbles to survive
The reduction of god's power

Hope in bloom would truly be
A release for those impaled
The dreams of those who suffered
The faults of those who failed

When belief combined with thought
Makes a powerful force
It corrects all in sight of it
Putting the sane back on course

Please tell me if vitality
Is wired in turn to life
And if irony binds the hands of fate
Like one force slice of a knife

Poetry by Coolaaron88
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Written on 2006-12-15 at 18:57

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