Who has ever pulled your life right from underneath your feet- Or pried it from your fingers- Or told it false when it resonates in your chest- In disguise these people live underneath a foreboding sun- Where their failures and indiscretions leave a huge shadow- On all those they have met, fought, loved- It pleases me to finally understand this- I may have been one of those...excused in cynic's clothing- I no longer face it with blind eyes-Birth sign: Libra
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