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Truth be Told
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Kiss of Honey Hiding behind the smiling mask
Bleeding silent, concealed tears
Remembering the love is real
Remembering the times where there was warmth within
Trying to hold onto the dreamy reality
Hide behide the facade mask of a humble man
Remembering the loneliness
Remembering the heartache
That is all I allowed myself to remember
To draw strength from
And now, it is all failing
As I am holding onto the dreamy reality of our love
Very deep. Like you
Very deep. Like you said....'a warrior'. Hang tough. You are making way for your your own light at the end of this tunnel.
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...and he asked her, "do you write poetry? Because I feel as if I am the ink that flows from your quill."
"No", she replied, "but I have experienced it. "
Thank you
I am coming into light of the tunnel. Finding myself becoming whole again and feeling better as the wounds heal. A warrior, I am more like a wolf these days.
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I am an artist of words as well as paints.