Sigh, A Lie
Time is my companion, eternity strikes by force,2 the clock - Weap what you wear, reap every year, swear to your believes - Mind to be mined, deep is as steep by the mountain as the stream which springs by a fountain - The oasis of truth behind every lie, you become better and you dont know why - The sign to the ring, circled by you finger, the cage which displays your love - Be proud by which you carry, as long as you are true to your marriage -
Uselessly i cry or is that my little white lie, sigh
poem by Unic Cjonr
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