Thus I Wrote

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Breaking Glass

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It’s the sound you hear
That of crashing glass
From your broken bubble
Will this too now pass?

The cold winds of change
The harsh winds of hate
Now threaten your world view
And threaten your fate

With ugly, ignorant intensity
Empty vessels make much sound
Many float on hot, false hopes
I stay lonely on the ground

Written by thus.i.wrote

February 17, 2017 at 1:11 pm

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