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1d
In shallowness depths of understanding
First to falter, not left standing
Always lost in misunderstanding
And thy self each time seems disenchanting

Fearful heart, losing it's call
Hold my hand and let not befall
Gloom creep, blindness veil our sight
Don't let pride be our eternal night

In a gloomy room..
Every second feels like it's doom
Tell me how can i make the closed door,
To open
Written by
Jez  18/M/Secret
(18/M/Secret)   
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