I love how my world bends round
Like I can meet myself
Coming back
Where in those few nanoseconds
We can live in the pretence
Of now
Of a world where all is as it seems
Not hidden
Nor kept buried
Because should the truth find voice
My battle hardy soldiers
Would run screaming in terror
Or shoot themselves at dawn for cowardliness.
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Poems written by me. Not written in any particular style they simply express how i was feeling at that moment in time.
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