Sleep
8 hours of our time waisted
Love
An ongoing lie of the heart
Laughter
A sound to disguise our pain
Living
Our minds idea of our idealistic existence
All these are actions put into words
Words put into meaning
Meanings without words
These feelings without hurt
Hope
Something to think about
Faith
Something to believe in?
But what do I believe in
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Under The Sycamore
PoetryJust my thoughts put to words. If you do read this, check out woman(poem)
