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Lies, they fester deep within the soul,
turning it into a black hollow shell.
Lies, eat and leave to rot the marrow of
emptiness.
Darken you thought your lies cover my eyes
but it was a trick my eyes saw fine.
Lies destroyed as faith could not
protect. A soul torn apart.
A heart cannot survive with out faith and
faith has been taken by lies, leaving the
heart to die.
When power leads man towards arrogance, poetry reminds him of his limitations. When power narrows the area of man's concern, poetry reminds him of the richness and diversity of existence. When power corrupts, poetry cleanses.
John F. Kennedy (1917-1963) Thirty-fifth President of the USA
| Title | Comments | Submitted |
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| Title | Comments | Submitted |
| You Said | 8 | 06/11/2009 |
| Forever | 6 | 06/09/2009 |
| Drifting | 3 | 06/09/2009 |
| Unsettled | 2 | 06/09/2009 |
| Through time | 7 | 06/09/2009 |
| Search | 1 | 06/09/2009 |
| A Letter To You, (Part !) | 2 | 06/05/2009 |
| Untitled | 0 | 06/05/2009 |
| Not right | 5 | 06/05/2009 |
| Forgotten | 3 | 05/21/2009 |
| What is peace? | 2 | 05/21/2009 |
| Untitled | 1 | 05/21/2009 |
| Slumber Bliss | 3 | 05/21/2009 |
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