someone is speaking the truth,
though cold,its killing the wrath...
though bitter,it's dancing on the tongue...
though rough,sensation is smooth...
belief and faith,don't match...
hope and love are aids as such...
dream in the sleep,sleep in the hutch,
flying across to find the flow,its showing a path...
the noise in the speech,speech in the noise,speak truth...
there is something true beneath...
silence in the music,music in the silence,speak truth...
grateful thanks,some one speaks truth...
About Me
- chytra
- i knew and know, how fast i slide, how hard i sway, how far i throw away, how long the bubbles were to stay... friend,i still play the same games, it's all th same-unpredictable,different maze, but every time i feel a different way, i do not allow you to just say... you have to feel and stay...
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