Pool Of Life.
Have you dived into the pool of lifeDid it wet your appetite
Do you stand and make comparisons
Of what was wrong or right
Do you judge some now for what they are
Or what they might have been
Can you read between illicit lines
And hear the silent screams
For nobody is perfect
And secrets can run rife
But pain is pain for what it is
As sharpness to a knife.
Poetry by penfold18
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Written on 2007-03-15 at 18:08
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