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Speaking for Myself

Been a while? Yes
Been a while? Blessed
Been a while? Stressed

Every introduction deserves a first word
Absurd
The depth of a person is missing ‘til the third
Or so I’ve heard
Seeing is believing but I saw a picture this evening
That only served to cloud my eyes
How deceiving
A lie is a lie no matter who tells it
The truth isn’t just GOD
It’s GOOD
Should be told by every-body
Because we’re made in his image
Get all British and being proper talkin’ ‘bout cricket
Horse racing and cribbage
But a lie is a lie no matter who tells it
No matter how they say it
I could tell twenty but you’d believe
All depends on how I play it

But why would I lie

What would be the purpose
What would be the cause
What would be the reason
Desire
Oh wait
Would I be … Continue reading

100 Day Story: Day 0002

It was the middle of the week
Dark
Outside
Answering
The riddle from Truth
The riddle of the week
“Do you love her
And if yes
Does loving her make you weak?”
A knight
Such as himself
Would have previously been offended
Is that any way
For an advisor to speak
Lowly
He would have said in disdain
But along the way
Unknowingly
He had discovered Truth
So he had wasted
Half a day
On an answer
That is to say
A certain princess
Invaded his mind
Cancer
Cut it out
Before it spreads
Weakness
Fear
His sudden discovery
He wanted to show to Truth
But Truth
Already had the solution
Knowing
The princess
He had to find her
Save her from the monster
She was strong
But fragile
Sometimes
She needs to be cared for
He raced for his transportation
Trusting that the details
Truth would look after
He … Continue reading

100 Day Story: Day 0001

A year and a day
Plus a few hours
Plus or minus
If you may
The princess found herself looking at four walls
One stone room among many great halls
She had her head in her hands
On this Tuesday evening
Work was good
Her daughter was perfect
So why was she grieving
It could be
The fact she had moved back home
For the last year
Maybe it was
The size clothes
That she now wears
Maybe it was
That she had no time
To fix her hair
“Am I sexy?
Am I beautiful?
Does anybody care?”
Even that man
Who provided the ending
She should have seen
He played his role
Foreshadowed in every scene
That bastard
She would kill him
If she sees him
But now
It wouldn’t hurt
If even he
Was here
She takes her hands from her eyes
Sighs
Looking in the mirror
Wondering … Continue reading