Dark Clouds haunt our dreams
our very lives considered immoral
or do we just act freely to judge one another
I dont get it all these lies
corruption in disguise
do we see with our eyes
if so
I only see fear in our lives
no one else knows
do you see
listen you can also hear it.
The soft whisper of life....
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