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Free
Contributed by
MrsTeddiPoet
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Wednesday, 11th September 2002 @ 10:09:24 AM in AEST
Topic:
Lifepoems
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Truth is like a bird
it gives you the ability to fly free!
It allows you to be yourself
and to put away the façade.
The wall is slowly crumbling
allowing a unique individual
to emerge
This is the time to fly…
Or
Anxiety evolves into
Dark
Cold
Loneliness
Copyright ©
MrsTeddiPoet
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2002-09-11 10:09:24]
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Re: Free
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by cryingonmyporch on
Wednesday, 11th September 2002 @ 11:31:25 AM AEST
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| It's nice! I also have a poem named free |
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Re: Free
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by ginsdance on
Wednesday, 11th September 2002 @ 11:31:36 AM AEST
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That's the way with truth and lies. When you lie they just pile on.... but the truth will set you free! Thanks for sharing this tonight!
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Re: Free
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by Wrybod on
Sunday, 11th January 2004 @ 05:09:27 AM AEST
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Nice unique expression, very significant last stanza.
"The wall is slowly crumbling....." are you saying truth is not immutable, what was true today is not always true tommorrow?
Still this does not invalidate your poem
since we live from moment to moment.
Mmmmmmmm I'll have to think about that
bob |
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