By: Cipher16
No way out one way in, windows to the soul starts closing, wishing you would have knew before you started knowing...That the rain on the window resembles the pain accumulating slowly, tears from the those tares the soul until all fears grow, notice the wins count your losses guarantee you see your reflection reflects your eyes faucets, dust particles left from skeletons in the closet, this is the pains your window show...The lame saying life is a game becomes unnoticed since there aren't ant pause, restart, extra men to get back with 25 cents, how can that make sense when all battles with the gavel leads to our brothers in shackles, seeing is believing so believe when you see me I'm damaged from my windows scenery, no prosperity or sincerely's daring dangers daily exclude me rarely, caring gestures fool only those who believe in fairy's, clearly we need some clarity in order to see things for what they are and not what they appear to be...Just hope it's something your soul is prepared to see.
PEACE!
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