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it is Truth who speaks for me

February 25, 2021
By piperw811 PLATINUM, Pittsford, New York
piperw811 PLATINUM, Pittsford, New York
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Favorite Quote:
"chemistry between people is the strangest science of all" - Bridgett Devoue


it is Truth who speaks for me

who sings my praise even as

I shove her down, hiding her

ethereal voice from those around me


it is Truth who whispers to me

who takes care to remind me of

these flaws I cannot ignore, yet

Truth feels a need to highlight these

quite excessively


she pulls me from daydreams and

nightmares and does not know

when to hide


she is cruel and arrogant, Truth

 

only the mesh sieve of Respect could

hold back the tumultuous waters that

Truth swims deep in, overtaking oceans

and creating tidal waves of

both desolation and revelation


only could Respect suppress Truth

in the way that an umbrella shields

one from rain pelting down, thick

in sheets of glassy beads–

pain without proper protection


he knows the beauty and revitalization

that comes with the Truth–

an honest rain washes away one’s sins


so he lets Truth through when I

step outside to breathe, when I

have a lake on my chest, when I

need a revival from the weight on my lungs


but it is not always the time and place


he is observant and powerful, Respect


one without the other is a

piece of machinery,

cold and dull or

rough and unyielding


yet when Truth sings her song, Respect

cannot help but revel in her presence


The author's comments:

Both Truth and Respect are modeled after friends of mine (and, of course, their respective qualities). A big thanks to them for shaping me into who I am today.


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on Apr. 20 2021 at 6:05 pm
SparrowSun ELITE, X, Vermont
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Favorite Quote:
"It Will Be Good." (complicated semi-spiritual emotional story.)<br /> <br /> "Upon his bench the pieces lay<br /> As if an artwork on display<br /> Of gears and hands<br /> And wire-thin bands<br /> That glisten in dim candle play." -Janice T., Clockwork[love that poem, dont know why, im not steampunk]

cool(i try to comment on everything i read because i know what a diffrence every comment i recive makes)