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Tyler

If you don't learn to write your own story, someone else will write it for you

3 poems·Since June 2013
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Windshield Wipers

June 10, 2013
In this world People only say what they want others to know. Speech gives the power of deception to those who choose to cloud the truth. Speech is the rain that blurs the drivers vision on the highway of truth. But in writing Truth comes out. Bias is obvious. Lies are unmasked. Writing is what allows me to know who to trust with my life and who would take it. Writing is the wipers moving back and forth. To and fro. Clearing all that is untrue. All that blurs reality. The rain of hiding. The rain that so willingly hides the truth.
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