Sunday, December 23, 2012
Saturday, December 15, 2012
Poem
My mind will not abide
By all the rules and barriers set inside
To keep my hidden thoughts.
One day, I will run out of the time to hide.
My voice will speak the truth, untamed and uncontrolled, -
All is revealed, no treasure is in sight, -
And, naked and ashamed, I'll stand before the world.
But on that day
You won't be there to hear it, I pray.
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