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The Truth of Mountains

March 12, 2010
By FlamableFyre DIAMOND, Spartanburg, South Carolina
FlamableFyre DIAMOND, Spartanburg, South Carolina
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Favorite Quote:
I don't have ambitions or desires.
Being a poet isn't my ambition,
it's my way of being alone.
~ Fernando Pessoa ~

I had climbed,
And climbed,
And climbed some more
So I could reach the
Top of that treacherous
That was the price that
The man said I had
To pay for love.
That strange man, with
The one gold tooth
And crazed expression
That went right along with
His scraggly, white
Beard and matching tangled,
Long, white hair.
He said I had to climb in
Pain for days to find you,
My lover.
Well after a few days,
I finally got to the top.
I stood on our front porch,
Expecting you to be patiently
Waiting for me.
I walked through our front door,
Like he had told me to do.
“If you walk through that door,”
He said,
“You’ll find your true lover.”
I did, too.
I stepped through that threshold,
Expecting you to be so
Happy that I
Was at the top of the
The only things that were waiting
For me were tables and
Chairs, one old carpet,
And an ash-filled
Not you.
You had gotten bored and tired
Of waiting for me.
I found out that day that my real
Lover was loneliness.
No matter what,
Loneliness will accept me.

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