Crushing.
Walls close in silence.
Creeping with Darkness.
Suffocating my air.
My world turns to blur.
My light flickers.
My air thins.
I crumble to the ground.
To dust I go.
Recollected with strength.
Light heats to fire.
My air returns,
And my heart turns cold.
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Beyond The Wall
My mind gets lost in the reality of where we live. The life that we lead can be seen through filters are unknown to the souls of those who realize nothing of the world around them. Expression is what brings light to who we are and what we want to be. Nothing is set in stone, but everything has purpose. Everything has change.
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