Removing the VeilA Poem by Anne HillThere you stand You lie I know I shut my eyes and filter your words to truth So I lie to myself It makes you look all the better Where is that spring sky? None can be found in your eyes None but the dirt of the ground Where is the beauty of the artistically inclined? None produced from your mind. Where are the promises you spoke? Swept over the oceans that separate us With my foolish pride clinging still to them None of your qualities are that of which I’ve ever desired before Only I can remove this vale from my eyes Which was set there for you
© 2008 Anne HillAuthor's Note
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1 Review Added on February 13, 2008 AuthorAnne HillNantucket, MAAboutI was raised in Pennsylvania, then I moved to the Outer Banks, then I spent two years in Vegas area going to school, then I moved to California for a couple months, then I moved back to Pa, but now I'.. more..Writing
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