divided harmony

August 9, 2019

we pour our hearts out on paper only to have the paper thrown away

we open our soul only to have doors shut in our faces

in a world that is skewed, we strive for an unachievable level of perfection

the doors once opened by smiles are now opened by a facade of lies

trust once granted through comraderie is now possessed through barters

with the only truth on crumpled paper, how are we expected to live harmoniously in a world divided?

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