Wednesday, January 18, 2012

Faith? Really?

Through shoddy shards of fate,
Across fractured bets and odds,
With blind faith we prod along,
Being so forgiving of our gods.
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Unknown said...

for all we know
they're not there
not the way
we see
they too are just
flowing, with the flow
asking for forgiveness
from you
and me

:)
forget it
i don't mean anything
how can i know
when i don't
know
i just try and rhyme
make sense
not of words
but sounds
not choosing, but going
with the flow :)

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