ResistanceA Poem by IndaResistance
Drops of pride I need to hide, but do not want to; what’s a man to do?
Stains of doubt still remain, still generate volts of pain. Gray mirage of wisdom -trapped, in need of freedom.
A puddle of lies inspiring resistance. -A child cries in the distance. © 2013 IndaReviews
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1 Review Added on January 24, 2013 Last Updated on January 24, 2013 AuthorIndamiami, FLAboutI love fiction that's gritty and honest and so my stuff is often times like that. I don't have as much free time as I'd like, but i will get to the request in time and appreciate anyone who takes the .. more..Writing
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