THE TRUTH BENEATH THE LIE-BY CONTROVERSYME
Okay, this poem is a little different. A style I came up with to show the difference between what is percieved and what is real. The name says it all. Hope you enjoy it. CM When I was a child times were good, or thats the tale I told I'd play 'neath the sun, as a child should the truth is one that's old I'd laugh and dream, as any child would my heart would soon grow cold Come back child! Oh How I wish she could. a child no more - soul's sold Sign in to see full entry.