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Truth of the Moon (Free verse) by ObiWonKn

You wrote on my brain Can you erase that now? The curtain fell on my show, so I took the seat next to the moon. You used to talk to me sometimes? Problems, addictions, screams The passion of that vital force lived in solitude in a crowd. I made you stay with me as a servant to my cause. A ribbon around the tree of life guarding our only truth.

-=Dark_Angel=-, P.I. 28-Jul-02/8:29 AM
God damn it why does every third poem I read make absolutely no fucking sense? Lines like 'guarding our only truth' are the fastest way to Hell, my lad.




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