She allowed herself believe,
In the lies and held onto those ties.
She couldn't stand to sever them,
even though it was filled with lies.
She tried her possible might
But it was time, to let that kite fly.
Fiends that must take flight,
Regardless they must die.
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PoesiaLike all other literature, poetry understands the act of word play. Poetry with just a few words expresses our deeper, emotional and conflicting thoughts. Tells a story and makes Known to it's us, facts. And the fact is poetry is you, me and everyon...
