The scariest wall,
Stood in front of me,
Not of stone,
Not of brick.
Of lies.
It stood there shaky,
Yet prematurely confident.
Reality stood on the otherside,
And I couldn’t meet it,
With it’s unwanted armor.
Tuesday, July 15, 2008
Unwanted Armor
Posted by -blogger2 at 7:27 AM
Labels: poetry truth
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4 comments:
this is really good. you definately need to earn at least one dollar on the site you sell you writing on.
I like your point that lies are scarier than physical threats. Check your apostrophes- you don't need one in the last line. Overall, cool stuff. :)
I agree with gina about the lies are scarier than phisical threats. it's a great poem.
Wow. that's really good lies are scary and when you lie u have to make more lies so that resembles the wall so woooo
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