Sunday, November 30, 2008

the sharp edge of knowledge

we know

the innocence is lost

the air we breathe is the sin

invisible

but keeps us alive-- truths held inside

lies resin-ate fabricate

coat your chamber

truth disregards the muscle, shoots for the stars

truth in movement

as the moment moves you

balls claws socks and dolls

-Gwant

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