Who are you? As a person, what defines you truly? Is it the way you speak or act. Or is it the amount of sin we have committed. Good or evil. Some say the eyes are windows to the soul. I say they are locked doors, hiding your true thoughts, covering darkness within us that ourselves can not even accept the fact that we, we are all the same. It doesn't matter who or what you are, we are just clones of each other. Constantly following the trend or the world. Locked in a cage we all so desperately want to escape. The light of being better than this world, just out of our reach. At our fingertips, waiting for us to grasp it.










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