Tuesday, October 4, 2011

Truth Is What We Make It

My vision is perfect.
My sight wraps around the curvature, allowing me knowledge of what's to come.
My life, it's divided into segments. Pieces of the saga that I'm living through.
Heartbreak leaves a man empty. Emptiness allows a man to be filled up.
The Sea ebbs and flows.
Life on the shore continues, as always.
My life gives and takes.
Truth is what we make it.

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