Friday, 1 August 2014

Tangled Webs

Oh what a tangled web we weave
when we first choose to believe.
The sky turns black the sun is free.
The earth is void of jealousy.

The web is real but only seen
in nights of moonlit fantasy.
You don't get caught if you don't believe
in chains, in wars, hypocrisy.

Oh what a tangled web we weave
when we believe we are free.

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