Sometimes voices lie...A Poem by An owl on the moonThe true story of my life...
In younger days when life was a ride Some people spoke with hateful pride “You’re useless…stupid…ugly, yes.” And their words were music my soul possessed Then haunting one day I found them true I believed the voices and what I must do They were constant now inside my head The voices wanted me for the dead I couldn’t stop them anymore To shut off the noise and close this door But then a song rose in that night It was subtle like golden candlelight My life was not a waste at all I was not stupid, ugly, small I realized something on that day Life was waiting to have its way So happy now I didn’t die I learned that sometimes voices lie...
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Added on July 27, 2008Last Updated on January 3, 2009 AuthorAn owl on the moonAbout2024 is here... May we make it so much more heaven than hell... Wishing all peace on earth... Together, maybe we go the distance... The night has a thousand eyes, And the day but one; Yet t.. more..Writing
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