A grimacing touch of secluded life-
Weakened
By an involuntary whisper.
Chiseled into, onto,
Sealed.
Regressed, readdressed and sent on.
Anonymity is paramount to success,
Knowledge is selfish.
Carve your name into a dying tree,
It won't mind, much.
Secrets and lies seem so intertwined.
Truth complicates everything,
Breaking the pattern,
A breath in the wrong place.
There comes the time
Wanting answers.
Create
Fabricate
Ultimately the same,
Only less visible.
Please tell me what you think
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no matter how many times i read your work i never become tired of it.
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love it xxx alot. ill write a better comment whilst its brewed more in my head xx
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thanks
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