Caught It was a web of lies so intricately spun… I couldn’t tell where it ended… Or how it had even begun. Share this: Click to share on X (Opens in new window) X Click to share on Facebook (Opens in new window) Facebook Like Loading... Related April 23, 2020April 23, 2020 by Ash Ochoa Poetry Categories: My PoetryTags: Better the Truth, fucked, Lies, Lost, Poetry, Web 10 Comments
This is such a deep piece…the beauty…the complexity…the mesmerizing structure…the feeling of being stuck…to be stumped…when did it begin…when did it end…but it’s also the beauty of living…to love in the then present ❤️ LikeLike Reply
You said that right, it’s a web, you’ll never know where it began and where it ends, it’s best to clean it up 😉👍 Have a beautiful day ✨💐🤗 LikeLiked by 1 person Reply
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This is such a deep piece…the beauty…the complexity…the mesmerizing structure…the feeling of being stuck…to be stumped…when did it begin…when did it end…but it’s also the beauty of living…to love in the then present ❤️
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💙💙💙🤗🤗🤗🙏
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Wow. The depth to this is breath taking. Amazingly penned, Hal.
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You have a gift with words ❤ Nicely done!
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🖤🖤
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❤️❤️
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You said that right, it’s a web, you’ll never know where it began and where it ends, it’s best to clean it up 😉👍 Have a beautiful day ✨💐🤗
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This is very true 🙂❤️ Thank you Simon!
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This is so accurate! Such a complicated thing.
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Yes it is. 🙄
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