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Thoughts Before 10

  • R D M
  • Nov 7, 2015
  • 1 min read

begging for light surrounded by these four walls designed to keep me out from the cut-and-dried out world will i ever get out am i stuck here to grow old not losing hope i'm denying all of death's calls eager to see what's out there hearing birds safe and sound i know my dreams are out there somewhere why wouldn't they let me out? suddenly there was a knock on the wall finally there's my chance asking 'are you willing to risk it all?' i was speechless, as i had my first glance the walls were gone so was the night i could see everything at last so was the one who saved my life startled at the view i was standing in front me chaotic as it may seem it wasn't a reflection i see sudden euphoria came to thought i didn't need any help because the only thing stopping me the one and thy self

03 26 2014 // idiosyncrasy

 
 
 

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