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Cries of the Heart
Flashes of black and white,
burning images of faded design
Standing in shadows of modern deceit
The area of love verses hate is a thin line
Holding fast to comfort and security,
leaving room for none
Deciphering emotion from reality
The soul is what must be shun
Feelings have no purpose,
they have no right
the mind is a higher power
but the heart takes hold in the mid of night
What can I say! Good write! Just keep on writing and sharing, of course!
Cletus Hardiman
Wonderful poetic truth. This is very good.