Smiling Doves

In the quiet corners, uplifting the walls

That carves our names in memorable patterns,

How fearful we have become, falling away from

The world that wonders around our minds,

Whispering the forgotten secrets of the past,

Outlasting any empire left undiscovered

In the bare view, staring at our enslaved spirits.

The simple desires that leaves me calm,

Always yearning for a dose of honesty that brings along

Visions of beautiful, crystallized freedom songs

That rains down smiling doves & warm fires;

You don't have to leave just quite yet.

I may be found out, but I still do believe in you

& I may be locked out from any empathy,

But it's alright inside my static aged brain.

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