Quick Sand
A fools heart
be torn apart
each and every time
less he or she find
The reason or rhyme
to open thine eyes
to the reality to
break the cycle
How does one know
I've just told you so
proof of experience
gets splattered
Upon canvas
such things do matter
when it comes down to it
to thyself be committed
Won't take this part anymore
door mates purchased
from the store
not created by mindset
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