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A Truthful Sign
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A Truthful Sign |
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Tomer Senior Member
since 2002-06-28
Posts 1168Michigan |
I found the poem, of truth, Laced around its commas. To give dreams through it, Like my ambitions followed, Crafting a mile with it's candid smirk. I latched onto a chapter, Never Conceding, Always believing. See the truth is my cast, Like the shadows of my past, For the arrows are technicalities of my direction. To seep through sand, Swiftly disguising a bullet for it's laughter. To live is to cherish, And stepping on feet is abandoning the best part of life. A power so strong, To give to this poem of wisdom, Is why it is latched around my hand of reason. |
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EagleScorpion Senior Member
since 2000-03-08
Posts 1644Here, Now, Forever |
i liked it. well said. |
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green_itchy_stuff Senior Member
since 2003-06-26
Posts 1929New Caney, Tx |
That was really cool. I could describe that with pictures. Like raindrops on the outside of a window or the lense of a camera looking at a dark gray rock with rain and wind with a little path of flat, but slightly sloped sand lying between the rock and (another) with some uncut grass growing loosely around it while the sky in the background in a harsh shade or tint of gray, but to blurry to make out clearly. Like at the edge of the water by some kind of lake. Very cool or at least beautiful. -GIS Corruption is caused by holes in obedience to God. |
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