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Weaving moments with our words releasing
Everything we dare not live only in dreams unceasing
Yet continue to wonder what it would be like to be
Free, you know nothing or no one ever truly is
This because we are born into that which breaks
Like so many human hearts chasing the lightning streaks
No sooner come than gone
I am with you so alone
We wind our lonely ways
Living out inside days
Just the world created in so many words like Love
Sometimes it hurts a little
Why do we speak in riddles
Poetry by Chaucer Whethers
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Written on 2016-02-21 at 19:25
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In Riddles
Why do we speak in riddlesWeaving moments with our words releasing
Everything we dare not live only in dreams unceasing
Yet continue to wonder what it would be like to be
Free, you know nothing or no one ever truly is
This because we are born into that which breaks
Like so many human hearts chasing the lightning streaks
No sooner come than gone
I am with you so alone
We wind our lonely ways
Living out inside days
Just the world created in so many words like Love
Sometimes it hurts a little
Why do we speak in riddles
Poetry by Chaucer Whethers
Read 1221 times
Written on 2016-02-21 at 19:25
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