Saturday, June 21, 2014

F.

From our beginning...up until our Demise,
We walked this Earth, on our two legs
Used our tongue, Spoke our words
Spread our truth, which resembled lies
Broke the rules, managed the lines
Had some babies, grew old...shortly before we died
A
L
L
in all
in search
of the biggest lie

h
o
w
love is that key tool, that fixes
Broken Souls,
Curing all disenchanted lives

Dream like a romantic dreamer,
Drink my wine, get drunk with me on the idea
of
love and all its tales...

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