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Through my Mother's eyes, There is no reason. No place to turn to when in pain. Where is the shelter from her tears? For they drop like the poison of her persecution. It's cold and lonely in her misty gray world, Forcing you to always seek safety. How can you hide from what's all around you? No justice or truth will penetrate and shine Through her clouds of defense. It's tearing you up, Beating away at your walls of security. She's wrapped around a web of disbelief, Trapped...merely pivoting from blocked pathways. But that will not chain me, I seek the freedom that honesty grants, I will survive in a way that aids others to follow my path. I can't live my life in deception, Seeing through my Mother's eyes.
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Aug 1, 2014
Aug 1, 2014 at 11:38 PM UTC
Through My Mother's Eyes
Through my Mother's eyes, There is no reason. No place to turn to when in pain. Where is the shelter from her tears? For they drop like the poison of her persecution. It's cold and lonely in her misty gray world, Forcing you to always seek safety. How can you hide from what's all around you? No justice or truth will penetrate and shine Through her clouds of defense. It's tearing you up, Beating away at your walls of security. She's wrapped around a web of disbelief, Trapped...merely pivoting from blocked pathways. But that will not chain me, I seek the freedom that honesty grants, I will survive in a way that aids others to follow my path. I can't live my life in deception, Seeing through my Mother's eyes.
carm-carnes
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Aug 1, 2014
Aug 1, 2014 at 11:38 PM UTC
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