Why Care?
Flowers bloom in the light.
They flourish with care.
Beauty veers its head.
Rain begins to pour.
The flooding soil drowns the life.
Too much care, too much love.
Wilting in darkness is its existence.
Why does care kill?
Why?
Time passes in silence.
No care at all.
Darkness consumes.
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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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