by TERESA Blaes -Infection, burrowing beneath the skin
a soulish disease, calling forth memories and flashbacks no one wants to relive.
Yet I know what’s [...]
by TERESA Blaes -On this day we celebrate freedom ringing ever more
we contemplate the cost of being held in tyranny's scorn.
A simple question was asked, [...]
by TERESA Blaes -I am a mystery, an enigma,
striving to live in the realm of the undefined.
I am but dust carried away,
upon the wings of eternity.
Yet even in [...]
by TERESA Blaes -"What is truth?" asked Pilate perplexed
As the author of truth stood before him.
Yet when the nails were driven and the scourging [...]
by TERESA Blaes -We’re happy and free, in our own greed,
Too bad we can’t see the shallow pit waiting
To take us in, Yet even when we’ve fallen,
We are [...]
by TERESA Blaes -There you were, always shifting
Guess I always thought that you would be there.
But I did not realize that you were slipping away,
Not till I [...]
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