Closed minded

by graffiti   Aug 1, 2006


Bottled up
a closed mine
never be persuaded
no answers appear
no questions asked
no feeling of deside
corrupted ways
behind closed eyes
the beauty of life not shared
death is the antagonist
the only way
the realease from this demeanor.

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