Truth

by Kayla Ann   Sep 4, 2004


Wandering,
Gliding,
Drifting,
What's the difference?
Cutting me off,
Feeling nothing.
Not the warmth inside,
Not the coldness among us,
Not sensing the loss of everything.
Yet opening eyes wider.
Knowledge.
Loving it and hating it,
Seeing everything but the lie...
Truth

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