Perspective is a danger, the peril of salvation,
Saving from death, a slaughtering sensation,
A sin befallen, upon those innocent eyes,
And to the sinners, with vigilant lies,
The Earth rotates, once white, once black,
The perspective will see, what one will lack,
Like a fraction split, between each intellect's mind,
Every point of view, will behold a flaw to find,
And the one's that cannot, are the naïve and sweet,
The perspective will leer, hiding in its fleet,
A base of life, the opinions turn,
Each one leaving a scarring burn.
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I guess you need some thinking to work this one out :p
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Poetry~ Words leak through minds, like too much ink does to paper. They spread silently like diseases and blossom like the non-existent amaranthine in spring. ~ (COVER NOT MINE) (All rights reserved) (A collection of rhyming poems. Part 2 out now) (Hig...
