Back to where I used to be
From the past you're never free.
The strongest shape in life's geometry,
Visions once did not clearly see.
Memories now serve to strengthen me.
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Saturday, August 27, 2016
Thursday, August 25, 2016
A POET'S HEART
Truth is what love yearns to be
Lies only make it hard to see
The worst always come from me
Staying down on bended knee
Always wanting less to believe
Giving more to receive
True happiness to achieve
Makes me easy to deceive.
Lies only make it hard to see
The worst always come from me
Staying down on bended knee
Always wanting less to believe
Giving more to receive
True happiness to achieve
Makes me easy to deceive.
Sunday, August 21, 2016
GREAT EXPECTATIONS
Life is lived on a continum
Beware the absolute.
The minimum is the maximum
Tolerance is practice by the very astute.
Beware the absolute.
The minimum is the maximum
Tolerance is practice by the very astute.
GREAT EXPECTATIONS
Life is lived on a continum
Beware the absolute.
The minimum is the maximum
Tolerance is practice by the very astute.
Beware the absolute.
The minimum is the maximum
Tolerance is practice by the very astute.
POLITICS OF THE USUAL
I don't want to think because of what I might learn
Rather stay in ignorance than find cause for concern.
Playing the fiddle while watching Rome burn
My party can do the same just give us our turn.
Rather stay in ignorance than find cause for concern.
Playing the fiddle while watching Rome burn
My party can do the same just give us our turn.
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