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False Impression's Creep
Silence creeping through hearts
stirring, walking, where and why
in the garden of nowhere...
Prison walls hold a criminal in
why not an innocent man, a
man who loves his prison walls..
When denseness falls upon
natures fate, where have all
the flowers are gone, in the autumn
of tomorrow?
What makes the storm stop
taking delightful strolls pretending
when cages were never meant
to hold in a bird of freedom?
Why must a man give up when
all goes wrong, putting himself
back in a cage, he said he would
never return too?
Love is like that, you can confess
over and over again, you do not
love, only the one doing it, is
the one who says he never
loved that someone from the
Now in time, the one who says he
never loved, finds out he loves
anyone knows, being with someone
for many years, there has to be
love there, no one stays with some
one they don't love unless it is just
Innocent or guilty, the one who puts
himself in a cage will be guilty for
living a lie, small-minded hearts
can not give of themselves, they
only dry up like a prune in the end.
Creeping through tunnels of
destruction brings self-defeat
determined to return to hells door
burning in the fire, loving it all ways
misery loves another one as
miserable, where is love, I wonder!
That is the main question in this
poem of many thoughts

By DerenaBree
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