We All See

January 26, 2014

we all see

what may never be

the world turns

time stops

yet life goes on

we feel pain

the anxiety

the fear

best concluion is

to face it head on.

there are marks on your wrists,

there are pills in your desk,

you see a tall building

you see none at all.

but in the end

we all see.

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