walls of lies
the world tells its stories
and we bide time
sitting on walls of lies
watching suns set
and God a questione
love a gift
wrapped in different ways
asking nothing in return
purple are the hearts
waiting inside darkness
offering nothing
but the sound of stillness
Poetry by kath
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Written on 2007-07-11 at 08:13
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