To point you towards love, is a fools errand...
And I am the fool that loves...
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[the poem that inspired this all, and I call it "through the bottle"]
I need to put my feet up after a long day my legs ache and my body ales for days of peace when love was pure and time did not pass through a bottle
When wars and battles were fought as cartoons on a television and not on the news or being told to us saying that soon we must repent as the world may come to an end
For I know this fact I have known it for all too long and yet open my arms hoping for better days and close my eyes remembering when love was pure and time did not pass in a bottle...
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Enjoy my friends. every world and every word you write it was made for you, freedom is yours for the taking...
YOU ARE READING
...Beyond my veiled thoughts...
PoetryA small project to share poems and other works of writing that I have made with you. My heart goes out to all those with a voice yet unspoken, breath that is still stagnant in the air; share your words, your thoughts, and your mind with the world. ...
