2/12/2006

Underneath It All

Under the skin
Pulled lose to hide it
There lies a dark secret
That no one is allowed to see

Under the lies
Pulled tight around the outside
There lies a humble sleeper
That no one is allowed to wake

Under the stories
Pilled on high and laid on thick
There lies a warm creature
That no one is allowed to cool down

What lies beneath
The leather
The thick blanket of lies
The comforting stories?
No one will ever know
Just like you all intended
But where do the lies stop
And the truth begins
When can we wake up the warm beast
And bear its wrath
When will we be able to see beyond
The ever blurring line
So we know that we can or can not pass

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Words of Wisdom

  • Wicked, By Gregory Maguire
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  • Extemely Loud and Incredibly Close, by Jonathan Safran Foer
  • The Book Theif, by Markus Zusak