Land of D
Nothing is as it seems
Veiled and false
In this land of dreams
Beauty covers pain
Deeply hidden
No one is to blame
What you may want
Others become
Farther from the Fonte
Cut the subtle vein
The horror within
As life yields to pain
And awaken, please
From this play
You have the key's
Stoic
Copyright © Stephen Allen | Year Posted 2017
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