April 18, 2011

Hidden

Enquiring minds will question
The most careless will slip a mention
In this land deaths an echo
Life is something that is borrowed 
Love passed around 
Children not created but found 
Stories told, none remembered 
Lights is our sole defender
Finding a meaning is fatal
Sit and stir your conscious with a lattle
-Tray
Message from Tray: This is not rally good but I found it in my poetry book. I might be posting things I find around the place since I'm to lazy to write new things. 

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