- Non-Erotic Poetry
- Pointless Ideals
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Freedom is a word that's spoken
By the darkness of the night,
And as the sun swiftly rises,
It is destroyed by that light.
Hope is whispered by the heart
In moments of desperation,
But when its call goes unanswered,
We suffer our dream's desecration.
Love is found in deepest sleep
When the world goes unperceived,
But we must awake to our pain
Realizing that we were deceived.
Purpose is conceived at birth
By the optimism of our youth,
But as we age, we soon discover
That such a word holds no truth.
Reality seems strangely blurred
By things still undefined,
And faith can only be held
By those willing to be blind.
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