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NEW DAY'S HYPOCRISY
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JOURNAL # 41 fearful doors close
where upon
where upon
timid windows open
the emptiness knows
no roof exists
no roof exists
to raise itself up to
trapped in the ground floor shaft
just as it is
life at this moment sits
full of low points
honoring no obvious betterment
full of low points
honoring no obvious betterment
no view dare I share
for the curtains you have placed
so erroneously before me
worried sun
come catch a glimpse of this
'New Day's Hypocrisy'
reverence walks away crying
embarrassed from the
recent discovery of her own impediments
I am an encryption
who's hidden virus is entirely innocuous..............
(Dec 4, 2013 747pm)
