When you came from once
Where riddles had no name.
With wisdom ringing songs
Of the vocals of a babe
You wandered then, but
Without one rise to a complaint.
Breastfed on jovial tidings
That a quandary cannot fake
And you...
You tried to tell me then
From the echos of my pleads denied.
When I bore the pen to tell thy tale
You simply asked my why?
And had I spent such given time
From tattered titles, to give you that reply,
Maybe you would still look at me
And someone then could break down this "I"
Story Tellings,
Of life beyond the eye
To always bind thy soul
In fetters I can't hide.
"Break him down...
He is nothing more than a lie!"
What better story is there to be told
Than the one freed from
"Once upon a time"
©palewriter
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