Don't you know, you're a pedigree liar
And your words, they knit my soul.
Click click of carefully constructed needles
Ready to pierce my leather hide
Get ready, cos this ain't no fairground ride
We'll whirl in our waltzer, faster faster
Can you stomach it? Can you take it?
'Oh yes' you say, do I believe you?
You're a professional fibber
Untruths grow in your orchard of fantasy
Do you believe the fruits of your labour?
Do you see them for what they really are?
When you pluck them ripe off the branches
Can you see they are unreality?
But I forget, we live in your antireality now
It is our home, where we've made our bed.
Do we choose to lie in it?
Huddle beneath sheets of certainty
And grow warm without the threat of worry
Or do we choose to dance outside,
Frolicking in realities rain
Where only we can know true freedom
But don't you know, you're a pedigree liar
Locked away inside your secret stories
And the key, fades to naught but dust
Locked inside your web of lies...
Well, won't you let me rescue you?
Author notes
Hmm...
A contest entry
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Strange.
I like the feeling of this.
Thank you for your entry,
Best of luck.
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When we all know what we mean wil it then lose its meaning?
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This was a beautiful poem in every sense of the word! Good luck in my contest!
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Not sure/
I think for a moment you are on my wave length, but then again not sure......If you are asking us to wake up....you have found one. Not many around. Your poem speaks a truth that many don't even realize. The illusion, and the bueaty that one may never see. Yet it is always there. Once again....not sure if you are where I am......but the poem speaks a truth not many see. I hope you do....
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Thanks for the comment.
I'm really not sure if I like this one, it's weird isn't it haha. I'm glad you can see something in it though, because I meant it to mean something, I just can't explain what I meant =]
Thanks again, Hannu xx
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