Love Is Hidden


Cold sand sifting through my fingers
Like my life through god's
How can something so simple
Be so incredibly odd?
Something that's pure
And something that's true
Abandons people daily
Just when it is due
Cruelty in found
In the oddest of places
Like a happy bunch of clowns
Making frightening faces
People can fly
To heights unknown
Like the smile on her face
When his is shown
Laughter is medicine
For those who are unwell
Like skin cream for people
Whose faces all swell
What this is trying to say
Is things that are gone
Are really just here
Represented by pawns

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