We are blinded by jaded lights The moon is shining through waters on faded nights The secrets we speak are heard by the wind and are carried away to places unknown to human eyes We drown our feelings and try to hide but instead of disappearing they kill us inside The soft rustling of wind can be heard playing and dancing with the shadows of the starry night
Over the hills are lost souls that were diminished by the cruel actions and words that slip off people’s tongues like venom They say that the world is a cruel place but is it really the world that is cruel or the lethal people that occupies it? They call the broken people evil but the real villains angels how can people be so blind, can’t they see through the awful lies and made up story lines?
– Elle
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