Survival
Stolen from your very soul.
Never knowing the truth.
Deceived for so long.
Reality disappears.
Memories following your forever.
Never feeling a purpose.
Doubting your every move.
Only seeing darkness.
Strength is grown from disaster.
Never repeating the past.
Hoping for the future.
Remembering my identity.
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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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