Knowledge

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    Knowledge

    My heart is a deep, dark black hole shielded away
    My soul burns with rage from the pits of hell
    My lips tell lies not even God can forgive
    My eyes tell only the truth, but hide it from all

    My hands are the actions for which my soul speaks
    My feet try to escape the hell I have created
    My mind is the prison I keep myself in
    My lies is the skin I wear to hide my true self

    I may seem like a good person, but that is only a lie
    I am sorry for those I have hurt in my past life
    I laugh when people say they know me
    I wonder how they know me when I do not even know

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    In science one tries to tell people, in such a way as to be understood by everyone, something that no one ever knew before. But in poetry, it's the exact opposite.

    Franz Kafka (1883-1924) Czech writer.

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