The truth
A recollection of an apprehensive feeling, a glimpse of imperfect perfectionA collection of questions, is this revealing? why do we feel this affection?
A selection of suggestions, equilibrium of hate and the reflection
We have foreseen the meaning of life, the absolute truth, the absolute crime
We can't understand the strife, but it must be true because it all rhyme
Poetry by Peter
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Written on 2006-01-18 at 20:50
Tags Feeling  Rhyme  Truth 
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