Thursday, February 6, 2020

Lost Valentine

A man with ice in his veins they said
But it seems his conscience
Has burned him up a bit
To say he's had enough
Found the place where he's stuck
And can't abide this tyranny
Do we listen to our conscience
Too selectively too personally
If we have one and we do
I mean if true freedom
Can only follow the truth
And we say that's what we want
Why do we keep recreating
The same old story of its loss

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