A FlowA Poem by Tenten
It’s a day
It’s a moment
That’s unclear
unreal
Where dreams
birth reality
that nightmares
cannot exist on
And only the purest
form of love to soul
moves freely
beyond boarders
walls
dividers of men
to show the denied
Truth
Beauty
Freedom
Love
© 2008 TentenAuthor's Note
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1 Review Added on December 8, 2008 AuthorTentenAlamosa, COAboutI know me well enough to know that I don't who I truly am and that I deceive myself into believing i have found my way in life. i well away of the fact that i am a contradiction of actions and words a.. more..Writing
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