As bile ,its bitter
more than bile, still its worse
much more than words
words do not express it
In thinking,thoughts wouldn't get far
small as a pill
yet can sink a ship
how the abstract torment the seen...
loved by many and all
but who will stand?some!
how many will?
the unknown do not hurt
but it lurks,to break free someday
to bring down the high hopes
to melt the frozen sea
to take the earth beneath and seize their breath,heart..............
It will someday be free
shackles and gates will rot
Truth will be free,free again
the bitter truth will be free at last
Alas! as bile,its bitter but as honey it will be in freedom
Yes,as honey when the tale is told.
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