Living My Lie (Revised) Poem by Patrick Villareal

Living My Lie (Revised)



Nature is quite beautiful here
Here, I need not fear
For I have all of you
I possess natures blue
Old memories on which to dwell
Your soothing touch does me well
I hold my mothers clouds
Let me stay; don't be so loud
Please, please my ocean blue
It's my land you cut into
Stop now before I wake
It's my world that you shake
It's my world you break.

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