The burden of truth: where does it lie?
On the earth; in the sky.
Founded somewhere in between; sheets of love; all we dream...
Love for losers: it's a winners game: eating pages, erasing shame.
Truth, it speaks of different tongues; of arrows to the heart.
Love for losers: it's a winners game; tearing us apart.
What's on offer?
What's on show?
There's no burden in the truth, If the truth be known.
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And Truth shall set free, if we so chose.🙏🏻🕊
So true. Well said!
Well written.
A most interesting poem and I love the last line. It is full of deeper meaning than is apparent in the surface reading
BRAVO
I enjoyed this write and loved the last line
Very powerful, my friend. That last line...perfect ending! Well done! 🌹👏
the truth - even if bitter, does set us free, rather than the empty promises hich beguile for sometime.
well written
Thank you.
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