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Jun 2016
I judge best in front of a mirror
eyes wide open
the best light shining from within

I see everything
as long as I don't blink

There is but one perfect being
and it is not me - it will never be
Judge me brother with eyes of mercy, my rocks break the mirror before bouncing back in the color of atonement. Light shines in pieces of hope, in shades of bold while the knees scrape the concrete red. You are not my God.
Written by
Makenzie Scott  Somewhere O'r the Rainbow
(Somewhere O'r the Rainbow)   
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