Tiny
Tiny till you get up close,
Then you see true size,
The heart that’s deep inside that grows,
They seek and seek but only lies.
Truth it has its own disguise,
Tomorrow hides todays true prose,
Till once again you open up your eyes,
Type the truth no more lies.
Today is here till moonlight rises,
Then stars come out just like a rose,
Tonight the beauty of the sky just lies,
Try and find the night's true purpose.
Think about the dreams true allies,
Tighten down as mornings oppose,
Then sunlight breaks the nights lies,
Timeless dawn till sun's repose.
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