its true!
well perhaps :)


True

Nothing is true.
All is facade and veneer.
Even the ones who coo off the wing
Are sweetly lying to whom they may
Swing to their needed ear.

I lie into the grass and blow raspberries.

It is sad to have despondency...
But my glue of hope has my transparency
And is stuck between my heart and rib...
Be gone you fools and good rid.





Poetry by jenks The PoetBay support member heart!
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Written on 2011-05-26 at 02:00

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