Pigeon HoleA Poem by PeteRandom thoughts about breaking out of molds that came to me. The more I read it over, the more I like it.out of breath, stepping all night, going nowhere i've become the one the hypocrite in me hated don't care been hiding long enough nothing else matters i am what i am where i am even as far up or down low as i can better to turn over a hidden hate than a covered sham everything and nothing let the canopy flip and mourn the assassin is dead at long last, the truth is born let it rain the ground is hard © 2022 PeteAuthor's Note
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2 Reviews Added on August 9, 2022 Last Updated on August 10, 2022 AuthorPeteBoston, MAAboutI love reading, writing, music, nature, God and feeling emotion, not necessarily in that order. To me, these things go hand in hand. My favorite writer is Henry David Thoreau. I think he was a geni.. more..Writing
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