![]() Lies of romanceA Poem by SorenA blind heart has no eyes no ears to hear kind tears A tongue paints alibis, dreams calm fears Truth is soon forgotten but lies become immortal Memory prefers thrills now rotten that flow from mouth's portal Intuition is a condition that a few listen to A proposition to an inhibition that out of nothingness grew So sleep my child, soft visions will take you away To lands of chocolate that never melts under the heat of day
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