The cold breeze of
cruelty blows swiftly
A target is painted
upon the skin
Tears weep like rain
Gentle whispers of
disgrace seep from smiling lips
The light is stolen...
People speak darkness
Actions taken devour
words not spoken
Shadows cast tear at
your soul
Imagination to flee
runs wild no more
Freedom is bottled up
in a cage
Locked within all of
the rage
Labeled and misplaced
Because the contents of
this book
Has been deemed
unworthy
After being judged by a
simple glance of the cover
Reduced to nothing
worth a second look
So how can this be
guaranteed with such conviction?
When they don't even
know whats kept within...
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2018
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