Poetry For Everyday People
Closed Minds
Closed doors
that will not
entertain a chance,
no longer able
to distinguish,
automatic reactions
and you wonder
where you fit in,
dead magic
crying,
you feel
compromised,
as if we were
just
another.
that will not
entertain a chance,
no longer able
to distinguish,
automatic reactions
and you wonder
where you fit in,
dead magic
crying,
you feel
compromised,
as if we were
just
another.
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Closed Minds
Closed Minds
