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Diamond Doors


The doors to our life

like an open book

causing people to judge

but our stories 

will move mountains.

 

We can't see out

feeling trapped

we are spinning

around and around.

 

The life misleading others

only causing confusion

and dizzyness.

 

We only try to open the door to escape

to run away from trouble

and to cuddle with fear.

The doors sparkle only  to break. 

 

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