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Jan 2011
There is so much to see
Beyond these walls you've built.
There is so much you do not know.
While you sit behind closed doors,

There is innocent blood being spilt.
Yet here you sit,
At your window sill
Watching the changing seasons.

Your heart aches to see
The outside world.
Your tears fall for all
The wrong reasons.

The world you seal yourself
From is filled with
Nothing but war.
All our hope seizes to exist.

All our will drops to the floor.
That one second of peace,
Where it feels like the
Whole world is standing still.

The silence of the crime
And the corruption. Peace.
It is in that spilt second,
The earth is bowing to

God's every will.
No matter how many
Times you long to escape
Your hidden containment,

Don't.
For all of your hopes
And dreams will fade
Away with time.

AndΒ the happiness
Only lasts for the moment.
Written by
Dakota Schmidt
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