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See Through

Ever feel like the walls are invisible? And everybody walking past can see straight through into your lives?
I write on the walls
When I want to talk
I take a step and fall
I can no longer walk
The lights in my eyes
Flicker and flare
The people who walk by
Stop and stare
My life is strange
My home is a glass jail
Why can’t I change this?
I’ve tried... Only to fail.
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Published: 2/18/2009
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