Man up on the hillA Poem by JulesMan up on the hill ( I do not own the picture.)
Upon the highest mountain,
Where no one ever goes, Lives nothing but a man. He has no foes, But something evil resides. And it is something no one wants to see. It's where all the lies and the truth is hidden with a key. Love can't even save him. He's a goner, all alone. Where the lights are always dim, There's only a whisper from the wind, A moan. © 2010 Jules |
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Added on October 3, 2010 Last Updated on October 3, 2010 AuthorJulesAbout"Every heart sings a song, incomplete, until another heart whispers back. Those who wish to sing always find a song. At the touch of a lover, everyone becomes a poet." -Plato "In love the paradox oc.. more..Writing
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