Writing
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Windows To The Soul
They say the eyes
Are the windows to the soul
Stained glass
Of brown and green and blue
I look into her eyes
The eyes that match the color
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One Rope
From the moment you are born you enter into a world outside of all that is safe and cozy. Thrust upon lands. Joining a world of thought known only when you are at peace with your being.
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We're Already Dead
Everybody fears death
Until they’re already dead
Left for the people who hunt the weak and support the strong
Am I wrong?
I’ve heard it all before
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Maybe it will be
It is wrong for me
to want to hold you close
and tell you that it'll all be okay,
even if I have no way of knowing
if it will be?
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Misunderstood
A kid simplified and broken down
Reduced to a microphone in their hand,
The notes that leave their lips.
This child is more than this.
“You are my daughter”
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If Someone Called Me Beautiful
If anyone ever called me beautiful, I don't know what I'd do..
I'm used to being pretty but not that pretty.
Plain but not ugly.
I've never been called beautiful.
Beautiful is for people who match some standard.