The Thought, The Truth, and The Lie
Silent, quiet, calm
Never harmless,
Though harmful enough.
Unknown to all,
The Thought.
Lovely, happy,
Wicked, evil.
Sharper than a thousand daggers,
Though duller than anything.
The Truth
Immortal, yet always aging.
Living 100 different lives,
Bigger than the world,
Smaller than an ant.
The Lie
This poem is about:
Me
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